the devil wears leather

Done.

It's been a week and I haven't left my except to do my business. I haven't eaten, just some sips of water know and then. Ian hasn't come in since, and if he does I'll chop his balls off. Naveah and Lilly try to come in and make me happy, they always fail, leaving me in tears. "Why do I let him do this to me?" I asked myself. You love him. "Fuck love."

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I sat in my bed, my face wet from recent tears. I wiped my face with a tissue and leaned against my back board. I crumbled up the tissue and slowly pulled my blanket back and threw my legs over the side of my bed. I wiggled my toes on the cold floor. I pushed up and stood. I looked in the mirror. The curviness I tried so hard to keep, had turned to bone. My stomach was smaller, my eyes sunken in, my legs smaller in my sweatpants. I walked over to my closet, scared of the girl looking back at me. I started to talk aloud to myself. "I'm done. I will find someone else. Someone who fucking cares enough to not suck on a girls face as soon as I leave him. I'll prove him." I grabbed short shorts and a crop top that stopped right above my waist and some ankle socks. I headed to the bathroom, running into nobody because they had gone to school and work. I quickly showered, washing the grime of my body off. I blow dried my hair quickly, bringing back the fluffy blonde hair I have. I put on mascara, eyeliner, gold eyeshadow, and some red lipstick. I quickly changed my shorts for leggings and pulled on my converses. I smiled and grabbed my bag. I ran from the house and down the sidewalk, the walk to school only about ten minutes. I pushed the front doors open and smiled. I walked to the principal's office to get a late pass. The secretary stared at me and handed me the pass slowly. "Over slept." I left, smiling brightly. I'm going to be happy. Show the whores they can't push me down. I opened second period and walked in. I handed the  teacher my pass quickly and went to my seat, next to Teresa. I smiled and crossed my arms right under my breasts. The guys heads all turned to me and I smirked.

"Slut."

"Date stealing whore." I spit back, the words fire in my mouth.

"Aww.... leave me boyfriend alone."

"Boyfriend?" They have got to be kidding right? Teresa smirked and nodded.

"Such a good cuddler. And wonderful in..." I shut my text book, stopping her sentence. The teacher jumped and looked at me.

"Is there a problem, Miss. Reid?" She hissed, her dark eyes glaring.

"Yes." I stopped.

"Well?" I pointed to Edward Burts.

"I'd like to switch seats with him. Teresa keeps tapping on about her sex life and I can't concentrate on this beautiful Shakespeare."

"Science. We're in science." I turned to Teresa.

"See, your so annoying, I don't even know what subject we're in!" The class laughed. The teacher sighed.

"You may switch." I grabbed my stuff and stuck my tongue out at Teresa. I passed Edward and took his seat. He was next to Cameron Richmond. She's okay... but... weird. "As I was saying. The atoms..."

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The bell rang and I quickly packed up, trying to leave unnoticed. But the teacher saw me. "Dove, stay back." I sighed and went back to my new seat. I drummed my fingers. The teacher locked the door and walked over to me. She sat on the table in front of me and crossed her legs. "Why were you absent for a week? I've heard rumors. Put my imagination to rest." I sighed. Why not!

"Ian was supposed to be my date to the formal. It was a test date because I know he... he's done some bad stuff about dating in the past. And I leave for punch... and come back and he's... he's all up on Teresa. And she's loving it." I sigh, then clench my eyes shut.  Don't cry. I open my eyes. "Can I leave?"

"Yes. You may go. You are excused from any missed homework as well. If anything's on the test, I'll have a one on one with you." She gets up and walks over to her desk and sits, starting to read. I grab my bag and leave.

"Thank you." I shut the door and head to next period.

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I open the door, another late pass in hand. I hand it to the teacher and try and find an empty seat. Are you shitting me? The only open seat was next to Ian. I stand in the front of the room, my backpack at my side. "Sit down, Dove." Mr. Mason instructs. I sigh and walk slowly, dragging my feet. Everyone is whispering about me. I hear 'slut', 'winter formal', 'Ian', 'dark corner' and 'week.' Ian's head slowly rises and he stares at me, as I sit. I cross my arms and stare at the board.

"Dove?"

"Manwhore?" I snap back, putting my body farthest away from him.

"Language."

"Oh I'm sorry. Mega dickhead, that should be wearing a condom because if he's gonna act like a fucking dick he should look like one as well asshole."

"I deserve that."

"You deserve a lot of things."

"Like what?"

"To have your hair shaved while you sleep. To have your balls shut off and forced down your throat. To choke on them, just to name a few."

"Dove, I'm..."

"A worthless piece of crap."

"That one hurt." He said, his voice angered. "Don't call people worthless. It could really hurt their feelings."

"Are you serious? I could hurt someone by calling them worthless and I shouldn't do that. But it's perfectly okay for you to grind up on a girl while the person you asked to be your girlfriend at the end of the day was getting some bunch. THAT'S hurtful." Ian glares. "And you know what else is hurtful? That my sorry ass believed you." I grab my bag and walk to the front of the room. Two outbursts in a day. Great start, Dove. "Excuse me sir, can I go to the nurse? I'm experiencing heart pains." I say loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Fine. But never interrupt my class again." I take the pass from his desk and slam the door behind me. I walk down the hall to my locker and stop. Someone spray painted it. A beautiful moral of Teresa and Ian intertwined and me watching, my face full of sorrow and pain. And under it? Fuck the slut who gave Dove that feeling. I walk slowly and trace it. I stop as I find beautifully written cursive at the bottom. September. I smiled and grabbed my books. The period was almost over and I'd be early to lunch. I had special classes, only five a day, because I'm an awesome, smart, bitch like that. I started to walk down the hall when someone slammed into me and arms wrapped around me. Five pairs of arms to be exact. I saw Scott, September, Robin, William, and Olivia all clinging to me.

"Hey guys."

"DOVE!" The squeaked.

"Can't breathe." They let go of me and smile. 

"You're alive. We have to tell you something." They pulled me into closet and I blinked in the darkness.

"What?"

"Teresa got a bunch of hate, so did Ian. Nobody's talking to them. Nobody. Like not even for sexual favors." Scott says. "Even the nerds have rejected Teresa." I smirk.

"Perfect. And nice mural September. I didn't do art." September blushes.

"Thanks." We laugh and the bell rings.

"See ya guys at lunch." That should be interesting.

It.

Was.