As Sunday rolled around the next day, I was a bit nervous about seeing Brandon at school. And I was right. When I got to school on Monday, he was sitting at his usual spot but as I got there, he got up and left. Derek asked me what happened and why was Brandon not himself.
"We had an argument on Friday." I replied.
"What happened, Angie?" Nicole asked, concerned about me. I was about to answer them when Jennifer came up to us, pointing at me and said three simple words: "Beware the cutter."
Derek and Nicole looked at me, confused. I glared at Jennifer and she shrugged then gave me an innocent smile. "'Beware the cutter?' Jennifer, what do you mean?" Derek asked. I looked down at the floor, whispering, "It's true..." then stood up and ran out, with Nicole behind me.
Running into the nearest bathroom stall, I started crying. "Angie, you okay?" Nicole asked, running up to my door. My heart pounded as I tried to respond. But if I told her, I knew that I would be in big trouble with Nate. I didn't know what to do. Opening my door a tiny bit, I began shaking and stepped out. "Hey," She smiled.
"H-hey,"
"What's wrong?"
"I-I can't tell you.." I told her as I hung my head, sniffling. "It's gonna be okay..okay?" She said, hugging me as I cried silently.
When we got back to our table, Jennifer was gone. I sighed in relief, still standing. "Is she okay?" Derek asked Nicole as she sat down, nodding.
"I'm going to look for Brandon, okay?" I told them. "We'll go with you," Derek said, also getting up.
We saw Brandon sitting on a bench, reading. "Brandon, we need to talk," Nicole said as we approached him. "If she's with you guys, I'm leaving!!" He yelled, making me cower. "Brandon, why did you argue with her?" Nicole asked.
"Show her, Angelica!!" He demanded.
Shaking, I unrolled my sleeve revealing the marks.
Shocked.
Taken back.
Horrified.
They looked at me with wide eyes as I hung my head, crying. "This is why we argued, guys!!" Brandon exclaimed, gesturing towards me. "SHUT UP, BRANDON!! JUST SHUT UP!!!" I screamed, unable to control my anger. "Angie," Nicole said with tearful eyes. I couldn't look at them. My head throbbed as I ran away. Everything was in slow motion as I fled. My stomach started turning as I threw up, in front of the toilet. I was sick.
Sick of being in this world.
Sick of my life.
Sick of Nate harming me.
And sick of Jennifer.
I wanted to end my life. I threw up more and decided to go to the nurse's office.
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Horror"All I wanted was to go home. I just wanted to be able to see my family again, knowing that I'm ok." A young girl gets kidnapped on the way home and is forced to live with a stranger. She is never allowed to do anything, except watch the t.v and eat...
