I sat at home desperately hoping I wouldn't half to talk to Bella again, did she know about Ryan trying to pick me up? I desperately hope not and after that awkward unreasonable fight with Mel I'm to exhausted to sit on this couch twiddling my thumbs.
I stand up and run upstairs into my room. I grab a white T shirt and blue sweats before running into the bathroom to put them on.
My long hair is put into a braid and Sita in my shoulders and I trace my scars with my index fingers.
The idea of cutting seems surreal horrible just to much but when I do it I don't feel that way at all I feel like it's needed and has to happen.
I'm literally going insane.
I sigh and walk back to my room flopping down on the bed slowly drifting to sleep.
Friday.
It's finally a Friday and soon I won't half to worry about home work annoying teachers and bully's.
But that's only for two days.
After those two days are over I will be back to crying and living in fear because I'm a coward no matter how hard I try not to be.
I put on a créme colored sweater and jeans slipping on my leather boots and coming my hair putting it into a bun.
One I finish doing my makeup I walk down stairs grabbing my bag and jacket and start to walk to school.
I instantly regret walking out that door when I see Bella and Jenna walking down my street. Do they even live ne'er here?
I pick up my pace hopefully I can successfully walk passed them without something bad happening. The makeup I put on still doesn't cover any of my cuts or bruises no matter how hard I try to conceal them. I shudder at the thought of her worsening my already painful injuries.
I had to tell my dad 'I tripped down the stairs and hit my eye on the railing' because that's so believable.
Does that even happen ever?
He only saw my face and thankfully didn't see my bruised ribs because that would be a little more lies I would half to think of.
A/N sorry for the short chapter I needed a filler because something big is happening soon and I kinda just needed a quiet chapter or two before more crap happens

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