Compassion (MAJOR EDITING) #Wattys2015

Chapter 19

Songs I listened to for this chapter and recommendations for this chapter:

Little Mix - Good Enough

TLC - Unpretty

5 Seconds Of Summer - If you don't know

One Direction - Diana

Issues - The Worst Of Them

Flashback

Brielle

"Oh come on, it's not that bad, Bri." James, my boyfriend stated and shoved one of the school's nasty fries down my throat. "Stop it!" I screamed and he just laughed and continued to talk to his friends. "You need it." He stated coldly and shrugged. "You never listen to me." I sighed and sat back in my chair. I didn't want to be here. So why am I? Oh, right, I love him. I don't love him. I hate him for making me feel like this. Always. "Heeeeeello? Earth to Brielle." My friend Chanel said, waving her arms back and forth in my face while her boyfriend just looked off into space in front of us. "Probably thinking about other guys" James muttered loud enough for me to hear and jerked his hand away from me. "What's your problem now?" I asked and he just looked over at the nearby school clock, clearly ignoring me. "You. I'm insecure and you're doing nothing about it. At all. It's like you don't even care about me."

'Well maybe it's because you're an ass to me all of the time.' I thought to myself.

He shook his head and scooted his chair farther away from me. "You probably talk to guys all of the time and cheat on me and hide things and have things hidden from me. You're supposed to tell me everything but you don't. You didn't tell me what you and your friends talked about. What you did in every class. You don't tell me anything." He said and stood up when the bell rang.

What the hell just happened.

I picked my head up, wiped my tears because of his untrue words, and ran after him frantically. Why? I don't know.

"What do you want." He asked without looking down at me. I tried to grab his arm but he jerked it back and continued walking. "I asked you a question." He said sternly and I started walking faster and eventually away from him while crying. I eventually made it back to my class and sat in my desk and just cried my eyes out with Chanel coming in minutes later and running to my side. "What happened?!" She asked and crouched down on the floor beside me so that she could see my face. "Bri Bri what's the matter? Come on now, you're way too pretty to be crying AND you're making a huge scene!!" She screamed and went back over to her desk. Some friend. I cried even louder and scratched at the desk, breaking every nail. I didn't flinch because I was numb. Numb from someone treating me like absolutely nothing for a whole year. I tried confining in Chanel, but what does she do. She leaves me. Or gives me bullshit advice that I don't need. Like she doesn't care. I grabbed my purse a few minutes later, took out my phone, placed my headphones in my ear and zoned out the world to One Direction's "Diana"

In a way, I felt like they understood me even when they don't know me. Even though they don't know I exist. None of my favorites do. The only people I can relate to are the ones I make up in my own head. As soon as I was about to drift off into sleep, I felt my phone vibrate various times so I picked it up and looked down at the screen. "You liar" one said. "You don't care about me. You don't love me. You don't talk to me." Another. "You don't kiss me enough. Why aren't you all over me like I am to you?" Yet again, another. When will this ever end. Or will it ever?