twenty nine.

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        "Demi, I k-know you told me not to call you. B-But I just, I really need someone. I can't breathe. I need you, I need someone. I know you don't care about me, but pl-please... don't hang up. H-Help... I need help."

        Why the fuck did I even call her? I'm so fucking stupid. I'm so far up Demi's ass. I just need to realize that she doesn't care about me and to simply stop trying. Besides I've always hated her, why would I even try now?

        I heard her sigh, but she never bothered to hang up. Does she feel bad? Is she actually going to help me?

        "Please..." I choked out, which was followed by a cry.

        "Danielle, I've told you," 

        "I know, but I really need s-someone."

        "Then fucking call someone else, Dani. I'm busy. I've told you not to call you."

        And the line went dead. Then I broke out into another round of sobs as the second bell rang, indicating that class as started. But it's not like I cared. I didn't care about anything right now.

        I pulled my knees up to my chest, burying my face into them and letting out cries. 

        I needed to get out of here. I can't be here. I need to leave.

        I dialled Dallas' number and took deep breaths to continue to calm myself, but I was failing.

        "Hello?"

        "Hey, Dall. I don't feel good, could you come and pick me up?"

        "Yeah, of course! I'll be there shortly."

        I quickly hung up the phone and let out the sob that I had been holding back since I got on the phone with Dallas. 

        She better get here fast, I couldn't stay here for another second. I was going crazy, I could feel it.

**

        It's Friday and I skipped school today because I told Dallas that I still wasn't feeling good. Mom, Dad, Maddie and Demi decided to come home early and they're going to be here any second. I'm absolutely terrified. Demi's going to walk through the door and the awkward tension will rise in the room. Let's hope she doesn't make eye contact or say anything to me. 

        "Dani!" My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice. Madison ran into the house, dropping all of her bags and quickly wrapping her arms around me. 

        "Oh my god, I missed you." I embraced my little sister, pulling her tightly into me as I took in the familar scent. 

        "I missed you too." I replied and she pulled away and let out a squeak when she saw Dallas, running over to her. 

        I smiled when I saw Mom and Dad walk through the front doors, quickly running over to them and hugging them before stepping to the side so that they could pass. 

        My eyes landed on Demi who walked through the front door, dragging multiple bags behind her. She had little makeup on. Just a little bit of cover up that barley covered her freckles and eye liner. Her and I made eye contact for a split second before I quickly looked away and pretended to occupy myself on my cellphone. 

        I tried to entertain myself as I went on Twitter, scrolling through my notifications. No surprise that it was full of hate. 

        "Kill yourself already."

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