The Past Between Us

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POV- Emma

Senior life might be one of the best times ,some might say. But my story shows otherwise.

The pain,hemuliation,horrified memories and terrefieng past that will most likely hunt me for the rest of my life but you learn to cope with it.

So lets start at the beginning where my life turned south.

I was asked to my first senior jear dance by Zane Woodlock,a lecross player and one of the Golden boys in DUNFORD. You could say I was happy beyond.

I ran home after school. I cant believe it Zane Woodlock asked me to the dance,a wallflower, I have always dreamt of being asked by n popular guy and become that couple.

I stormed through the door and threw my bag on the floor and ran up the stair up to my room.

Opening my bedroom door i threw myself om my bed and squealed into my pillow.Wow this might be it, the ending of my miserable life. Things may start to lighten up.

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My mom and I went that afternoon for dress shopping and i got a long of shoulder black gown. It was beautiful and i was sure it would please Zane.

My mom helped me with my makeup  and when i looked in the mirror a small gasp left my lips. She went for a black smokey eye with a matt red lipstick and curled my hear to perfection and I actually looked pretty for once in my life. I still cant believe im going to the dance, my first dance and i so happen to have Zane as my date what a dream.

My mom helped my down the stairs towarda the living room where i waited. Some time flew by and my mom went to the kitchen to make herself some coffee.

I waited and time slowly flew by, minutes turned into hours. It was already past 7 and Zane was still not here.

Maybe he just had an accident and will be running late.  Or maybe he got the time wrong. Yeah that souns more logical.

Ok maybe not, maybe something bad had happened.Maybe he...

A honk outside broke my train of thought.

Hes here! Zanes here!

I jumped up from the couch and I grabed my phone and clutch and printed to the front door. I flung the door open with n huge smile on my face but it faltered when I beheld the sight before my eyes.

Zane in his sports car with his friends, Alex and Jason, laughing with his arm slung over another girls shoulders, my best friends shoulders.

I began to shake,not because of sadness but with anger.

My only friend who stood by me when Im at my lowest,being bullied comstantly because of my looks ,the one I shared my pained past to.

One of his friends girl pointed a finger in my direction.Zane looked my way and with a laugh spoke those utter words a pisce of my heart broke.

"You ugly ass. Did you realy think I would ask you to a dance because I liked you,who even would dance with you beter yet look at you. Youre just ugly as your sister but i must say she was a good fuck." Said Zane laughing.

I tried to keep the tears at bay but a small tear fell from my eyes down my cheek.

A part of me knew,knew that I will never be good enough,pretty enough for anyone. I was just ugly.

I said nothing but turned away and opened the door. I glanced back at a laughing Zane . Alex didnt even glanced my way and Jason who only smiled at me and my so called friend only smirked my way.

When I shuted the door behind me I heard them laughing while they troved away.

I cant believe this. But maybe i should have known. I shouldve known this was al a joke. Who would even date me even less than look my way without snickering.

I slide down against the door and let the tears fall freely down my cheek,wept and sobbed for some time.

When my mom came downstairs and saw the state I was in her face showed concern.

She helped me to my room and laid with me on my bed,humming softly while stroking my hair slowly slowly lulling me to sleep.

That night was a restless night. Most nightmares consists my dad yelling at me that its all my fault while he cuts himself deep on his stomach ,legs and arms.

My mom always told me it was not my fault but her eyes told me otherwise. I couldnt stomach the guild that was eating me.

And deep down I knew all of this was my fault, me being stupid and went to a party with my sister. I told her i wasnt going to drink yet there I was drinking my arse off and having the time of my life.

We hopped in my sisters car, me driving and my sister in the back who was mumbling some words i couldnt make out.

We stopped at a red light waiting it to turn green. I glanced at my sister in the back sleeping,I began to slowly pull away as the light turned green.I looked sideways and saw two bringht headlights driving towards us.

I think the driver was drunk but all I could remember was my crushall scream when the car hit us.

It was olny darkness and silence for a while.Felt like I was stuck,I couldnt move,couldnt talk. I was starting to believe I was dead.

I woke up with full panick. Sitting upright in a cream coloured room with white sheets.A sickaning smell and a beeping sound thats sounds to loud for my likeing.

The room was so bland,so lifeless ...My stomac turned when I realized where I was.

I was in the hospital.

Nobody beside my bed. Not very shocking actually.
The doctor came and told me i was in a coma for a week.

I asked about my sister,asking if she is okay, if she was badly hurt.

The look on his face told me everything. My sister didnt make it.
He only said 'Im sorry' and walked out to imform my parents I woke up.

Always new my sister was the faveroute child. She had everything,the looks,grades,boyfriends and friends. The golden child that every parents dreamed of.

And then there was me, the utter useless child who was a mistake when she was born,the moment she took her first breath. A burdan to all, a waste of breath.

And thats how how my story began.