Heal my wounds | j.k.

Part 1

My life seems simple to others, my parents see me as the perfect child, my school sees me as the popular girl, the girl with all the friends. The girl that has straight A's, and has perfect attendance.

The girl...... with a perfect life.

December 29th, 2017 - The day before it all begins

Looking up at my high school, I sigh knowing it is the last time I'll be seeing it and the people inside. I'm lost in my thoughts with my music blaring in my headphones, calming me down so no one suspects a thing.

I walk inside to my locker to put my things away before class. Someone taps my shoulder, trying to get my attention. I slowly turn around facing them, when I notice it's my best friend Sophie a smile creeps up on to my face. I pull her into a hug and whisper

Y/n: I'm gonna miss you.

She rambles on about the essay we had to do last night for Mr.Jacobs class.

We get into the classroom and see everyone's face light up as soon as they see us. Making our way to our seats, people whisper

"Why are they so pretty!"

"I wish I was Y/n's best friend"

I cringe on the inside but keep up my smile. I hate getting compliments from people cause I know they aren't true. I don't see why people think I'm pretty causing all I see is a monster.

Mr. Jacobs: Alright, everyone! Calm down and get into your seats. I'm coming around to get your essay's that are due today, and I'm hoping everyone did it.

I purposely didn't do it last night, but I did write a letter, in a form of an essay to make it look like I did. I open up my phone to look at my Instagram account that I'll be logging out of tonight, looking at the picture of my closest friends.

This will be the last time I'll ever see my best friends

It's finally lunch time, I get to see my friends for the last time in person.

Tom: Yo, yo, yo what's going on my beautiful friends?

Bobby smacks him on the back of the head to make him be quiet. Once he sees that I don't have food in front of me, he raises his eyebrow

Bobby: Are you ok Y/n? You usually have food by now.

Y/n: Yea, I just don't feel good right now.

As I glance at Miles, to see him giving me his nose flare when he knows I'm lying 

Hannah: Do you want to go to the nurse?

Y/n: Nah, I'll just get through it, plus we only have one more period.

I rush out of the school, not being able to hold my tears for any longer, I could feel the salt already sticking to my skin, and the moisture running down my face. After I'm far away enough from the school, I burst into tears and sit down on the edge of the sidewalk. Memories of me and my friends crash over me like a tsunami, how are they gonna react when I don't answer their messages, how are they gonna react when I don't show up to school the day after New Years, they are gonna start off the year with one less friend, someone who cared so much for them, and forgot to take care of herself most of the time. How am I gonna feel when I actually leave New York, how am I gonna be able to survive in Korea all alone, without enough money to survive more than a month. I closed my eyes and realized I don't know how long I sat there for, but it's already dark outside. I slowly walked home, knowing I had to take in my surroundings for the last time.

I stood in front of my house for a good 10 minutes before heading inside, to be greeted by my oh so loving parents. They made their favorite dinner and had it all set out for everyone, but I just walked right past them into my room locking my door behind me.