[PART FIVE]; "You fucking DYKE!"

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That summer went by in a blur. It was, mostly uneventful. Often times, I'd be left and home alone for weeks on end with nothing to do other than watching youtube and eating all the food in the house. Despite this, being a hermit I thrived and my mental health started to sky rocket.

But, as they say; all good things must come to an end and eventually it was time for me to head back to school. I was so nervous as I didn't know anyone I'd be going to highschool with. James, Flynn and Chloe were fortunate enough to end up together however Aida an I were both sent to different schools. She went to an all girls grammar school in the city as she was quite a smart kid. and her parents had the money to do so. I was sent away to a catholic all girls school. I made a few friends when I was there, none of them stayed though. They seemed to hang around for a while and then realise I wasn't worth their time. The first term of school that year was the loneliest I'd ever felt.

As term one came and went, I met someone named Abbey through a mutual friend of ours. She was a tall blonde girl with green eyes who was full of energy. She was beautiful and she was one of the only person who listened to me. Over the rest of the term we became incredibly close. We would hang out almost every weekend and after a few months, I asked her to be my girlfriend. 

Our relationship was amazing at first, she was my first for a lot of things... but as time went on I noticed she had her flaws. She was just like me. We began to self harm together only hanging out so we could share razorblades, watch movies and of course, some other things I won't mention (if you get what I mean). We were fucking toxic and we were so bad for each other, but at the end of the day we were all we had. One second she'd be all over me and the next she'd be telling me I was sleeping on the couch that night. We began to fight, daily. our arguments got more and more aggressive and more and more physical. One minute we'd be broken up and the next we'd be making out in her room. Our friends knew we were fucked but they didn't know the extent of the hatred we had towards each other. I'd give her razor blades in return for her love and alcohol.

My birthday was fast approaching and Abbey had tickets to an event I'd always wanted to go to on the weekend of my birthday. She begged me to come with her and eventually I gave in and we went together.


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