The Bad Boy Found A Stain Of Blood In My Bed! ☑️

XV. I Want To Die

I started breathing heavily. I didn't know what to do. This is all Harry's fault. He infected me! The unhygienic bastard son of a motherfucker thousand bitches!

I felt my vision getting blurry. Then I ran. I ran out of the restrooms as I covered my face, ignoring the weird stares I was receiving and... Wait, where the fuck am I going? I was already in the restrooms. Sandra, you dumbass.

I walked back to the restrooms. I felt the sudden urge to throw up. I kicked open one of the doors of the stalls and my eyes widened at the sight in front of me.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" They yelled.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I yelled back.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" They yelled again.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" I yelled back again.

"Care to join us?" Carlos smirked.

I slammed the door shut.

I just caught Roy and Carlos making out! Dafuq?!

That was hot.

Wut?

I walked to the other stall and kicked the door open. There was a guy shitting.

"Hey what the fu-"

"GET OUTTA MY WAY!" I yelled as I grabbed his shoulders and threw him out of the stall with his pants and boxers down.

I knelt in front of the toilet and let out all the contents in my stomach.

After half an hour of throwing up in the toilet, my belly hurt. Then I felt a hand on my back. I turned sharply to see who had disturbed me.

"FUCK OFF YOU MATHERFCUKER BI- Oh, it's you, Mileena."

"Sandra, what the fuck, gurl? Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm wonderfully fine! Like I had never felt in my life! See? I'm throwing up from so much happiness!" I said with a creepy smile as blood ran down my eyes. Gosh.

Mileena sighed. "What happened?"

"I'm fed up of my abusive uncle raping me every single day cuz he doesn't even last more than two minutes. I'm in love with Klinton but I don't know if he loves me back cuz sometimes he acts nice with me but then he's kissing Vyschüshcka, and I hate that bitch so much. I want to rip her head off and put it on a spear. I've failed English class. I'm not as nerd as I used to be, I'm getting every day slutter like Vyschüshcka! I almost failed math class but I sucked Harry Styles' dick and now I have herpes! My life is a mess! I WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO DIE!"

"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Mileena slapped me twice before taking my head in her hands. "Come to your fucking senses! You won't die. What you need is something what to amuse yourself with."

"How can I fucking amuse myself right now?!" I asked between tears.

"With a party!" She chirped and I raised a brow. "You need to get rid of the problems of life! Meet new people, get drunk, fuck random guys!"

"But... I'm not into parties." I admitted.

"But you NEED to go to one for your own good!"

"I'll think about it. But when?"

"Oh you just wait. I'll organize a super big party in a super secret place, and I'll invite the entire school."

"Secret place?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'll tell you when the party is set, okay?"

"Okay." I accepted with a smile. Well, this should be good. I need to get rid of the problems of life for a while.

"Aw, I'd smash my lips into that little mouth of yours if you weren't covered in vomit, blood, herpes and if you weren't straight."

"Wut?"

"Nothing. Wait, did you just say you sucked Harry's dick?"

"Yeah. But I did it to pass math!"

"Sandra, that's the dumbest thing you've done so far. Didn't you know almost all girls in this school have sucked his dick including me and some boys too?"

"What?!"

"Yeah. He has even fucked some of them. I'm really lucky that I didn't catch a disease like yours."

"Oh my fuck, I can't believe it!" I said as I covered my face. "I have herpes from Harry. I thought he was my idol!" Then I started sobbing again.

"Oh stop sobbing, bitch!" She scolded as she slapped me again. "You've cried so much that your eyes are literally bloodshot."

"Yeah, yeah I know. Sorry."

"You can't go walking out there with those lips full of dots and pimples. People will suspect you have herpes."

"How do I cover it?" I asked worriedly.

"Here, put on this Michael Jackson mask." She pulled out a Michael Jackson mask out of nowhere and put it on my face.

"Um..."

"You look OW!"

"Wut?"

"Nothing. Let's go."

I flushed the toilet and we exited from the messy stall. We walked towards the door which was closed.

"You closed the door?!" I asked through the mask.

"Yeah, I didn't want them to disturb us." She said and opened it.

As soon as she did, there was a huge group of guys with pained faces and their hands holding their crotches.

"What the fuck were you two- AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

All the guys screamed and ran away from us.

"I thought they would be happy to see the king of pop?"

"Ugh, let's just go! I look ridiculous with this." I said and we exited. The boys' restroom has definitely turned into a nightmare place thanks to me.

Geez.