Chapter 7

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2 months passed since me and brooklyn kissed. I also met his family. They're so nice.

Brooklyn hasn't talked to me since 5 weeks ago and it's so wired. I mean, why is he doing that?

And the good news is that I haven't seen madison for ages. I think she moved somewhere. Well, I'm glad that there's no one to bully me. I also made friends with a girl named Bella. She's so nice and we have a lot in common.

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Next day (Monday):

I woke up at 6 to get ready for school. I fucking hate Mondays.

I wore my jeans with black T-Shirt and a black jacket on it since it was freezing out there.

I made my hair into a ponytail and did my usual make up.

I grabbed my bag and said goodbye to my mother and walked to school.

When I was bringing my books out from my locker, I felt someone hit me so badly. I turned around and saw Madison... Well shit.

"hey bitch." She said while laughing with her friends.
I just ignored them and ran into my class.

I had the same class with Brooklyn. I saw him looking angry and sad at the same time. Dude... What's wrong with him? What did I do? He didn't talked to me the whole class.

Soon, the school was over. I was walking home, but then I felt someone grabbed my arm and pulled me in a dark street with no cars and people in it. I was shaking.
I pulled my head up and saw Brooklyn. He had still his hands on my arm, while we were staring at each other and our faces were inches away.

I could say he was quite angry. After a while staring at each other, he pushed me and I fell on the floor. My heart was beating so fast. What was he doing?
"I HATE YOU." He shouted loudly.
"YOU'RE JUST A WORTHLESS BITCH." He shouted again.
Then he left.

I was still on the floor, my foot was bleeding and I was crying so hard.
Oh my God...
I ran home as fast as I could. I ignored my mom and went into the bathroom and locked the door.

I sat on the floor and started crying again. While I was crying, I saw my blades. I took one of them and started to cut my both wrists.

Then I laid down on the floor, thinking what just happened today.

Blood was everywhere.

I felt dizzy,
and everything went black.

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