Fattening~Desire

Ch. 4~Regret and Pity

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McDonald's POV
Feeling regret is one thing, to feel heart broken is one thing." Why the fuck did I do that?" I yell as I slam my fists against my wall. What the hell did I think I was going to get out of that? God, I am so fucking stupid. I turn around and slink down against the wall, putting my head in my hands and sighing.(HOW DO YOU WRITE A SIGH IN DIALOGUE???)" What am I going to do?"
Time skip to the next morning bc how the fuck does writing work
BEEP BEEP BEEP. God, what the fuck is that??? I turn my head ever so slightly to see that goddamn piece of sad technology." Will you sHUT THE FUCK UP?!" I yell, probably waking up all the others in my dorm.( I know they are in high school but they have dormitories alright?) I groan loudly and roll to the side of my bed. I don't want to face Wendy. She's gonna make me an emotional piece of trash. I roll over and slap the snooze button. Can school just fuck off?" Guess not,"I think to myself as I hurry and put on my uniform. Finally after eating a McGriddle, brushing my teeth, and putting on powder and eyeliner, I'm ready for school. Also, who gives a fuck if I wear a little makeup? It makes my face look softer, yet once you get to my eyes, I look intimidating. It 'makes the girls go crazy' as Wendy would put it, apparently angry. Her face was red, so she must have been angry. Whatever." Wendy." I think to myself all of the sudden. Goddammit. Why does life have to be so complicated? I just had to go and fuck up our friendship. I'm so stupid. I look up and realize I said that aloud in front of Starbucks. She flashes a smile and then, like the fucking hoe she is, goes and tries to 'hook up' with me again.
" Aww, babe! You're not stupid for refusing me! All you have to do is apologize and ditch that red-hair bitch!" I realize she's talking about Wendy, and my mood gets worse.
" She's not a bitch like you, Starbitch. She just tried to stop me from making one of the biggest mistakes anyone could make. Also, don't call me babe, we were never together in the first place. Have fun scraping money to make more of your artificial-ass drinks that people like only because of the caffeine. Have a shitty day." I snap as I walk off to get to my first class. I look back, ready to flash the birdie, and see her about to collapse. I go ahead a flip her off and start speeding toward the my Biology class. Hope I don't run into Wendy. Fortunately I don't have my first class with her. She took On-Level Biology, so I should be safe, for now. Still sucks ass that we have most of our classes together. I walk in the room and immediately regret my decision. The first thing I spot is a floating speck of rose-orange hair amidst the sea of normies." What is SHE doing here??" I quickly find the farthest seat from her and try to lay low. I do slope towards the people around her though, desperate to catch onto the trail of comments left about why Wendy's here." Heard she was assaulted by some guys in her On-Level class, and so they put her in the Ap Biology so she could get away from them." One of the anoymous girls whispered to an orange - adorned guy on her right. The guy gasped and breathed back.
" I heard that she was caught by a teacher getting handled by some guys in the Male Dormitories this morning, and so they moved schedule so she didn't have to walk by the Guy's dormitories anymore."

I feel sick.
She was practically getting raped by some guys, and I'm complaining about being a dick to her?
I need to comfort her, I-I need to help her some how! I can't just let her drown in her sadness.
Something bad could happen.
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Yoooo wassup ik I've been gone for eternity, but I just went on Thanksgiving break and since my social anxiety and mood depression have been bitches when I was at my cousin's farm, I couldn't update. Sorry doods. Anyways see ya!