Now That Emma's Gone (h.s. AU)

Chapter 6

Senior year has started and it's miserable. Not only am I completely and utterly alone, the assholes at this school find the need to bully me because of the fact.

I've gotten fairly good at making it seem like I don't care what they have to say, but their words still sting.

Whenever he's around, that Aaron guys gets them to knock it off, but as soon as he leaves, or when he's not around, they're back at it.

Don't think him and i are friends, though. No he hasn't spoken to me for a long time. But it's better that way. The more people you care about, the more you get hurt.

I learned that the hard way.

Right now, I'm currently at my locker getting my books for my next class.

"She's such a freak."

"She looks anorexic."

"She couldn't make another friend even if she tried."

I turn to the group of girls whispering and glare. They scurry off.

I slam my locker shut and make my way to the girls bathroom. Because class has started, it's empty. Thank God.

I set down my bag and books and take a look at myself in the mirror.

I'm skinnier than ever and my eyes are dull and lifeless with dark bags under them.

I barely recognize myself.

The once bright smiling girl that used to look back at me is now this dark soul sinking into a dark hole of her own depression.

You deserve to feel this way.

It's your fault she's gone and you should suffer because of it.

I'd do anything to make that voice in my head go away. Even though I know it's true.

I grab the sink, holding myself up, as the tears start to fall.

Why does it have to hurt so bad? What is it going to take to make this pain go away?!

I hear the door open. I look up to see the school counselor walk in.

"Oh Presley, are you alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." I quickly wipe my eyes.

"You know if you need to talk about anything, you can come to me anytime."

"Yeah.... Well I should get back to class now."

"Alright." I quickly grab my stuff and walk out. I don't feel like having a trillion eyes staring a me while walking in to class late so... I decide to ditch.

Nobody's in the gym at this time, so that's the safest way to not get caught.

Once out of the building, I make my way to the park that's not too far away. It's calming there.

I sit on a bench watching the little kids playing on the play ground. I envy their happiness. I wish I could go back in time and be little with no worries again.

Those were the days...

"Hi! My name is Emma!."

I freeze.

I slowly turn my head and look beside me wide eyed.

I see a little red headed girl staring at me.

"Hi."

"I'm this many!" She hold up five fingers. I smile at her as my eyes start to tear up.

"Emma! What have I told you about talking to strangers!" An older woman, I'm guessing her mother, comes to get the little girl; giving me a glare as she does so.

Gee, thanks lady.

I get up and start walking in the opposite direction; feeling worse than I did when I got there.