Wishes

My name is Winter Loves

WINTER'S POV

I was walking down the school halls going to my last class of the day. Finally, the day ended. I couldn't take it anymore. Gladly, I didn't get bothered today. I wish my life was untouched and clean. These people just mess with me and for what? Nothing. What did I do to any of them? Nothing. What am I classified as in this stupid high school? The weird one. The one who cuts. The one who killed people for no reason. None of that is true. Except for the cutting.
I was literally five steps away from the classroom door. Of course, I didn't make it unnoticed. The only person who could make me unnoticed was Ruby. "Hey Winter!" I heard the venomous snake call. I was already running to the door. I felt long claws dig into my pale skin and pull me back. "I'm surprised I don't see any marks on your arms. Where did you cut this time?" Ruby smirked. There was already a group of kids surrounding us. I didn't say a word.
"Well, I guess I could leave a couple mental scars for you," Ruby said. I yanked my arm away but that only made her grip tighter. I never protested, but today was just too much already. "Let go," I whispered. "Oh look! She has a voice! Why don't you show your face too?" Ruby yelled. I hid my face behind a curtain of my hair.
Ruby ungently lifted my head up. "The eyes of a crazy women," Ruby spat out with a disgusted face. "Who has two different eye colors? Weirdo," Ruby clarified. "Hey, back off!" I heard a familiar voice yell. Quinn.
"Leave her alone!" Quinn demanded. "I'll leave her alone only if I could ruin you," Ruby said. Quinn scoffed. "Over my dead body." Quinn then kicked Ruby in the shin and took me out of the school to ditch. That's what I like about Quinn. She's not afraid.
"You okay?" Quinn asked me once we were at her house in her room. I nodded. "I'm tired of it," I whispered. I never talk to anyone except Quinn, and I barely talk to her. I guess it's part of my depression. "Well maybe One Direction could cheer you up?" Quinn said, and took out her computer to play, "What Makes You Beautiful" by One Direction. It was her favorite band. I only listen to Skillet and Demi Lovato. Sad songs, I guess.
I'll admit, One Direction are okay, and the boys are cute. I just can't really hear happy songs a lot. There are moments where I just get sadder.
"So I'm going to their next concert," Quinn said. "Do you wanna come?" She asked hopefully. I shook my head. It will make me feel sad. At least that's what I think.... "I will NEVER ask for anything again. Please???? Do it for your best friend. You get to see Harry. I might even get back stage passes! Pleaaaaseeee-" "Alright. I'll go!" I said. She has to shut up. "SQUEEEE!" Quinn said. Okay so we go tomorrow," Quinn said. Tomorrow?! Thank god today is Friday. "Sleep over today so we could get ready tomorrow. And I AM PICKING OUR YOUR CLOTHES!" Quinn stated. Oh god. I nodded. I hope this doesn't go horribly....
Quinn dropped me off home and I packed my bag, along with $200 just in case. After everything was packed, I opened my pencil case and got out a really small blade thing. It wasn't a knife, just the metal part of a pencil sharpener. I cut with it. I might need it just in case. "Have fun honey!" My mom hugged me. I nodded and left to Quinn's house.

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"You ready for bed?" Quinn said. I nodded and jumped into her king size bed. "Night!" Quinn whispered. I waited until she was fully asleep to get out my phone and go on Twitter. I looked at my page and saw tons of comments on a quote that I posted saying "Be Yourself". I started checking them.

@The_Ruby;) : Then why don't you actually show your real self and show the scars and cuts you gave yourself?

Everyone tweeted after her.

"So your actually uglier than you are? Impossible!"

"Why don't you just leave this world?"

"Oh shut up and go kill urself"

"You're a mistake! Winter babies are cold and dark, like you!"

I silently cried and got up from the bed, careful not to wake my best friend. I went to my bag and got my blade out. I locked myself in the bathroom and immediately shoved the blade into my arm. I've done worse, so I didn't scream. The pain was strong, though. I whimpered a bit too loudly. Hopefully no one heard....
"Winter?" Quinn said as I walked back into the room. She saw the 10 cuts I gave myself. I frowned as a sorry and Quinn nodded. "I saw the comments. Don't listen to them. I probably wouldn't be alive if you weren't here," Quinn smiled. I didn't smile back. I just nodded and went back to go to sleep. I haven't smiled in five years.....