Chapter 15

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Troian's POV

I carefully opened the doors to the school and walked inside.

Students stopped and started to stare at me. Some pointed and some stood there and stared.

I hate being the center of attention.

I walked to my locker and grabbed my things.

"Troian, what happened?!" Cameron said.

"I got hit by a car. On the night of Brooke's horrible party, I said.

"I'm so sorry about that. I truly am," Cameron said.

"You're fine.." I mumbled, closing my locker door.

"I got those for you," Cameron said, taking my books out of my hand. "It's good that we have the same exact schedule."

I nodded and walked into the classroom.

I walked inside the house after a hard day of school.

"Troian? Is that you?" Mom called from the kitchen.

"Yes," I yelled.

"Can you come into the kitchen, please? Your father and I need to talk to you," She said.

I wobbled into the kitchen and carefully sat in my seat. Mom is across from me and Dad is sitting next to me.

"Honey," Mom started. "Your father and I have been discussing this whole thing about you being bullied and that in school. We decided that we should pull you out and put you into online school. "

"What?" I asked.

"It's getting too far and we have to do something," Dad said.

I didn't smile. I was happy, but I didn't show it. I hugged my parents and thanked them. I walked up to my room and laid on my bed. I get a text from Cameron.

'We need to talk.' It said.

I had this feeling in my stomach. A feeling of nervousness. What could we possibly talk about?

'Meet me at the park a few minutes from my house.'

He didn't respond. I got out of bed. I got my crutches and carefully walked down the stairs. We need a fucking elevator in this bitch.

I opened the door and walked outside. I walked to the park and sat down on a bench by a apple tree. I see Cameron and he sits next to me.

"Hey.." He said.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked him.

"Troian," He started. "I think we need to break up."

"W-why?" I asked.

"You're not my type and I've been cheating on you with Brooke," He said. "And I've been getting called out because I'm dating you."

"A-are you kidding me?" I asked, tears forming in my eyes.

"I'm sorry.." He said.

He waved and walked away. I watched him until I couldn't see him again. I cursed to myself and walked home. I slammed the door to my room and that's when the tears come.

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