Just A Rumor.

Chapter One;

Blade POV

English class always seems the longest. 1; Because it's our last class of the day and 2; well there really isn't a second reason. I just want to get out of here before I get hit to the ground. As I look at the clock time seems to be going slower.

Finally the bell rings! I love the sound of it. I ran out of there as fast as I could but instead of making it out of the school doors I run into Johnny, my ex boyfriend. Of course. I didn't bother to say sorry to him. Besides he's the reason why my life is a living hell.

As I was going out the school doors two girls who always seem to love to bully me stop me in my tracks.

"Where are you going you dirty slut?!"

One grabbed my hair and threw me to the ground. As I felt my head hit the concret ground I felt my hair get drenched in blood which I realized was coming out of my head. I tried to get up but they knocked me down again and when they were done they spit on me and laughed.

"I don't get why Johnny ever went out with that piece of trash!" I heard from behind me as I stumbled trying to get to my feet.

It wasn't always like this. I remember when those two girls used to be my friends but dumped me when Johnny spread rumors about me behind my back. Him and I used to be the star couple of the school. But now look at where I'm at crying, running home just wanting all this to end.

When I got home I ran straight to the bathroom to stop the bleeding. It took almost an hour or two for it to finally stop. I then wiped tears off my face and went to my room and grabbed my blade which hid under my matress. I made a few slits on my wrist and laid on my bed til the pain in my chest went away.

I was there in my own thoughts thinking of how things used to be and how different everything is now. I've thought about suicide many of times but to scared to do it.

"Blade, dinners ready!" I heard my mom yell interrupting my thoughts.

"Coming!"

I got up and washed the dried blood of my wrist and face so my parents won't see. I went downstairs ate dinner  and went back to my room and cried. How can one be so depressed for so long?

I stayed up all night scared that I might have a concusion and by the time it was time for school I was ready to pass out and sleep the day away. But I went anyway and stayed away from everyone even though it doesn't matter, I always run into the person that made me regret living. Johnny. It kills me seeing him everyday the pain in my chest gets worse and I wish I had my blade out just to make the pain go away.

Johnny POV

It kills me inside when I see her pass me in the halls knowing what I did to her and what she is going through because of me. I see the pain in her eyes when she looks at me. But what can I do? I have to play along with everyone since I'm the one who started this mess.

"Yo, Johnny, wait up." I heard someone call behind me. It was my best friend Kyle.

"Dude, I can't take this anymore. I need everyone to stop bullying Blade. I shouldn't have started shit."

"I don't know what you're gonna do. Besides anything you do she will never forgive you."

I didn't say reply after that. I had no words. I just need to tell her how I feel and how sorry I am.

When the day finally ended I made sure no one touched Blade and that she made it home safe. After that I went home and rehearsed what I was going to tell Blade but I didn't know when I was going to do it.

Blade POV

I managed to get home safe without anyone pulling my hair and beating on me until I bleed. No one was home and mom left a note saying; "Blade, went out with your father for dinner. They're are left overs in the fridge." I sighed and went up to my room. I went straight to sleep since I didn't get any the night before.

I fell asleep for about 2 1/2 hours and I could sleep more if my stomach didn't wake me up. So, I got up and went to the fridge and made me something to eat. I ate and went back up to my room. I checked my phone with about 5 text messages saying either "Go die slut!" or "You are a worthless piece of shit! No one likes you!!" But there were two text messages saying something different one was from Kyle, Johnny's friend, and one from the devil himself.

Kyle; "Hey Blade. How are you?"

I really didn't know what to say to that. Was this a joke?

Blade; Uh fine? What do you want Kyle?"

K; "I just wanted to know how you were doing. I'm sorry you get beat up everyday. You don't deserve it."

B; "I'll say. But why out of no where are you texting me?"

K; "Because I remember you, Johnny, and I used to hang out all the time. I miss those days."

B; "Yeah, well, those days are long again as you can see. Is this a joke?"

K; "No Blade, this isn't a joke."

B; "Well okay then. I have to go. Bye."

K; "Bye Blade. Text me later?"

B; "Uh sure."

After that weird conversation I went to go read Johnny's text message.

Johnny; "Hey."

That's all he could say? Just "Hey?"

B; "Hi?"

J; "What's up?"

B; "Uh. Nothing. What do you want? Didn't you make my life already a living hell?"

J; "I want to talk to you."

I didn't answer him back after that. I just went to bed and slept the rest of the night away. But I woke up holding my chest which was really hurting. I quickly grabbed my blade and ran it across my wrist. I let it bleed until I was calm enough to go wash my arm up and to go back to bed.