Is He The One?

Not again

Dianna

I can't believe this happen again!

I just really can't believe it!

Why do I deserve to get treated like this?

Am I ugly?

Am I too rude?

Or am I just not good enough?

Today marks the 10th time...yes, 10th time... I do count.

Anyways, today marks the 10th time I got cheated.

For what reason?

I really don't know, but I would love to know myself. Because, honestly I'm lost as fuck right now and it isn't cute.

I rolled off my bed and put on my fuzzy slippers. I sat on my bed and looked on my drawer then saw a pic of me and Gabriel at the carnival.

I was holding a teddy bear in my hands while his arms was around me. Furthermore, we were smiling like we were really happy.

Well, I thought we were happy, but I guess he had other thoughts.

I remove the photo from the picture frame and tore it into two pieces. I threw them in the bin by my bed and decided to get up and get ready for school.

Yes, I said school...this is my senior year and I can't wait to leave that hell hole. However, the sad and stupid part is he goes to the same school as I would and it hurts way more.

I got ready for school, went downstairs and said "good morning" to my parents, then ate my food and go bout my business.
My parents and I don't really talk as much because they don't stay home as much.

Furthermore, They are the type of parents who travel a lot and don't stay home.

I grabbed my things for school and went to my car, an Audi r8 v10 and drove to school.

Finally, I reached the place that I call hell hole and saw that Gabriel was all up on Tiffany. I parked my car, came out and locked the door, and walked about my business. Also, everyone was starting and looking at me.

I had no idea why, but I was curious about what was going on. For instance, I then saw that everyone was crowded around my locker. So I pushed passed the bodies of students to see why they were around my locker.

The things I saw on my locker made me want to just die. How could he do something like this to me?

Then again, what did I ever do to cause him do act like this?

I was on the verge of tears...sigh.

I couldn't believe it, I really couldn't.

Sooner or later the principal came to see what was going on.

He saw the disgrace on my locker and then tore it down.

The bell finally rang for registration.

"Alright people show's over, head to your classes now and the person who has done this will be dealt with later on today," principal warren said.

Everyone then went to class and I saw the culprits who did this.

Gabriel and Tiffany.

I just stared at them and didn't blink at all. They better believe karma is going to hit them hard.

The principal then called me to follow him into his office.

We talked about what had just happened and then he called my parents.

This day couldn't get any worse, can it?

Finally, my parents reached and the principal discussed again what had happened, and the look on my parents face told another story.

So I should just plan my funeral, because I won't hear the end of this.

The principal said I could go home early. So since I drove to school I had to drive back.

Going home is something that I'm terrified of right now.

Not saying my parents are going to beat, but they are the type of people that think that beating can solve any problem.

I parked my car and walked inside. As I entered my home, I saw my parents sitting on the couch waiting for me.

My mom looked pissed, my dad...well he had no facial expressions at all so I'm curious about what they are going to say.

"Dianna Renee Chuiro" I am very disappointed in you, what the hell were you thinking girl. Have you lost your goddamn mind"! My mom yelled at me.

I just sat there looking at the ground.

"I don't know what to say because the more I think about it, the angrier I get"! She said.

"Now your father and I came with the conclusion, that your going to live with your aunt in Harlem until we say you could come back". she said, with a sadden tone in her voice.

"Do you know what all of this means?, It means everything your father and I built, our empire, our image... your trying to ruin it with your foolishness. And we are not going to let you ruin our lives just because of your mistakes. Now go pack your bag you leave tomorrow morning"! She said pointing up the stairs with hurt and anger.

Of course, it's always your career. Nobody gives a fuck bout poor ole Dianna Renee.

I just rolled my eyes and walked upstairs to my room, and packed my shits.

I'm kinda happy I'm leaving because, one I don't have to see that shit head anymore, and two I don't have to see my parents anymore. I know it sounds pretty mean, but honestly, my parents don't give a damn about me. Like, why was I ever born in this world?

I saw some things that belonged to that shit head, I shook my head and threw them in a box that said "burn items" and went downstairs and burn them.

Sooner or later it was already night time and I was done packing my things. So then I ordered pizza,  watched tv then I went to bed.

Harlem here, I come.