I woke up that morning, my body felt as if it were on fire. I slowly but surely got out of bed. I walked over to my mirror & stripped my clothes off looking at how much damage I did the night before. I ran my fingers over my thighs & stomach. Great, now no one will ever think I was pretty. But yet I will never stop. Is one minute of pleasure worth a lifetime of never really fading ugly scars? Of course it is. I got dressed in my State sweats & my brothers old sweatshirt. I looked over the railing before I went downstairs to see that my mom was still sleeping. I started making breakfast burritos & coffee for my mother & me. We are breakfast in silence. After I was done eating I went to take a shower & get ready to go to the hell hole we call school. Ever since the first time I started dating Ben, everyone was calling me a slut. Even most of the teachers & the principal. Everyone thought I slept around & gave handjobs. Tyler Miller & his clique came up to me today, all of them smirking evily.
"Hey little whore. How much do I have to pay for a blow?" Tyler spat at me.
"Would you be up for a threesome?"
"How about I eat you out & you suck me off?"
"Stupid ugly whore." Numerous guys said from around me. The pushed me down & threw paper at me as they walked away laughing.
I ran into the girls bathroom but before I could get into a stall I heard one of the "popular" girls start to chuckle.
"Oh look what trash washed up on the shore ladies." Bitch one spoke.
Oh wow. They actually call themselves ladies?
"Ew. What am I even looking at?" Bitch two gagged.
"A. Dirty. Little. Whore." Bitch one spat at me.
The word whore hit me hard & almost instantly I stiffened. I've never liked that word. It's always hurt me more than anything thing else. I felt my eyes water & I was about to lose it. I was either going to ball my eyes out or beat the living shit out of these bitches. I heard a slight laugh & I was snapped out of my thoughts by someone clutching my face.
"Oh is the skank going to cry?" Bitch one cooed into my ear.
All 4 bitches laughed. I made the mistake of letting one tear fall.
"Nasty bitch." Bitch one said & they all walked out laughing.
I stayed in the bathroom until the last bell rang & then I walked home. My mother greeted me.
"Hi, Jack's coming over tonight." My mother spoke dryly. I sighed louder than I wanted.
"Is there a problem with that?" She pushed.
"No, Mom." I set my bag down & stomped up the stairs.
Why must she always attract douchebags?
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