Girl Meets Scars

Chapter 18 - Dont do it.

This is it y'all
2 more chapters until the climax 👀
Sorry about not uploading, I've been taking a hiatus and focusing on school
just a TW⚠️ for the next few chapters: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS, DRUGS, GUNS, DEATH, SHOOTINGS, AND LOTS OF HOMOPHOBIA AND CRYING.
Okay, on with the chapter :)
-s
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Maya's POV
October 27

I sat up from my bed when my phone went off. It was a text from Riley. I ignored it; she had been spamming me with TikToks all morning. I hopped out of bed and dragged myself toward the kitchen. I peeked into the pantry, but nothing caught my eye. I sighed in boredom, then slumped back into the couch. What if that text was important? I sighed, then stood up and walked to my room. I grabbed my phone and opened it.

My eyes went wide. WHAT?! I shakily typed a response. What? Why? Did I do something? I'm coming over. I sobbed as I pulled on my jacket, then I fell backwards onto the bed. My phone dinged. Riley has responded. Maya. I know what your thinking about. Don't do it. I'm coming to you. I wiped the tears from my cheek, then sighed deeply. Don't do it. Stay clean. For Riley. You're clean and sober for 2 months. Make it stay that way. I closed my eyes, and reached under my bed. "I can't believe I'm doing this." I sighed. I grasped the box and pulled it up.

The box of cigarettes was mostly full; only a couple gone. I pulled the lighter out of my pocket, and lit one, placing into my mouth. I took a small puff, then spat the smoke out. I sighed, then repeated until only the butt was left. I didn't feel any better; if anything, I felt worse. I stood up and made my way across the hall to my bathroom. Riley, I'm sorry. I tried. I really did. I sighed in regret, then opened the drawer, pulling out my razor. I felt a tear roll down my face as I pulled the blade from the handle. I held the blade as I stared into space. I just wanna feel. I haven't felt anything in a long time. I should be feeling scared, but... all I feel is fear. For myself. For Riley. For Farkle. For Lucas. For Isadorah. "Maya, NO!" I snapped out of my trance to Riley tugging on my shoulder. "Don't do it." she sniffed, she wrapping her hands around my hips. She placed her head on my shoulder, but I pulled away. "Why would you break up with me?" I sniffed. She sighed, then pawed at her eyes. "Missy. She said if I did, she wouldn't hurt anyone." Oh. "Are you sure?" I stammered. She nodded with regret. "It'll be okay Peaches. Once Missy is behind bars, we can start dating again," she reassured. I sighed, then let the tears fall. "I wanna kill that bitch." I growled. "No. Then you'll be no better than her." Riley countered. "Okay. Okay." I sat down on the side of the broken bathtub, then set my head in my hands. "What are we gonna do?" "Thats why I cam over here." Riley said, "I'm getting the club together so we can tell them everything. We're meeting at 3:00." "What time is it?" I asked. She looked down at her watch. "2:30." "Shit!" I exclaimed. I skid out of the room, grabbing my phone and jacket, then quickly pulling on shoes. "Chill, we're just meeting at Central Park." Riley laughed. "Oh." I breathed. She rolled her eyes, then walked over to me and grabbed my hand. "It'll be okay. We'll be back together in no time. Besides, we treat each other the same way anyway." "Except, ya know..." I started. "I know, you don't have to censor it, I'm not a baby." "But your my little baby," I teased, she rolled her eyes, then led me towards the door. "We gotta go Peaches." "Okay," I sighed. I stepped outside and pulled the door closed after me.

As we walked through Central Park, I realized something. Can't we just tell the teacher and have her relocate us? Or have a security guard there? Or just get Missy arrested on the spot? "Hey Riles," I said. "Hm?" "What if we have the teacher move us, so Missy doesn't know where we are?" I suggested. She shrugged, then we continued on until we located the rest of the group. "Hey y'all," Lucas greeted. "Lucas." His eyes went wide. "What did you call me?" he exclaimed. Holy shit. "I said, MUCAS." I repeated. He smirked, then giggled. "Sure you did." "Watch it Huckleberry." I warned. The group chuckled, then settled.

"Okay." Riley said. "Is everyone here?" she asked. The group glanced around, then nodded. "Okay. In order for this to make sense, we have to tell you a story." I said. They nodded, then waited for me to continue. "In middle school, I had this classmate, Missy Gardner. She was a dickhead; bullied everyone." "Yeah, she tried to get in my pants once or twice." Lucas interrupted. "Anyways," I continued, "she was clearly homophobic from the beginning. One day, my mom put my diary in my backpack, thinking it was a notebook. I went to school not knowing, and Missy decided to steal my backpack. She found the diary and read it aloud to all her friends." The group muttered and groaned. "Yeah. After 7th grade, never saw her again; until she contacted me on Instagram. She said that I was gonna 'burn in Hell' and that I was a 'sinner'. I blocked her, and she sent an army of her puppets after me. They've been bullying me for months." "That really fucking sucks, bro." Ashe said. Ashe was nonbinary, and they're dating this kid named Charlie, who's also nonbinary. "What does this have to do with us?" Smackle asked. "Missy said she's gonna shoot someone." I sighed. The group silenced. "Who?" Farkle asked worriedly. "That's the thing. We don't know. We did what she asked, but I have a feeling she's gonna do it anyway." Riley admitted. "What do we do?" Ashe asked. "We have a plan." Riley said. "You need to do exactly as we say." I started. The group nodded, then I continued.

It took a bit to explain the plan, but everyone seemed to follow along. "Okay. Let us know when you get the stuff." Riley said as the group dispersed. "See ya." "Lets hope this works." Riley said. "It's gonna work," I assured her. This better work or we're all fucked.
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Sorry about the lack of uploading! Schools been kicking my ass, and my phone's been acting weird.
Anyways,
2 MORE CHAPTERS UNTIL SEPTEMBER 1st!
TW⚠️⚠️⚠️: GUNS, SHOOTING, BLOOD, SELF HARM, DEATH, AND DRUGS.
Read at your own risk!
-s