Don't Let Go

chapter 11: The beginning of the end

(VIOLETS P.O.V)

        When the bell rung, I pulled away from the hug and wiped my eyes. I told everyone that I was going to skip the rest of the school day. "I'm coming with you," Jc says. "But you have to stay in school if you want to go to that college in California," "But your more important to me then that school!" "I'm coming too!" Katie joined. I finally gave in after some begging. "Do you want to join?" Katie asked Connor. He shrugged his shoulders and then started following us. They grabbed their book bags and the teacher gave me a death glare. When they left the classroom, I began crying again in Jc's chest. After a good 10 minutes of crying again, we decided to start heading to the exit. Since it was still school hours, all the gates were locked so we had to jump them. "What if we go to Starbucks?" Connor questioned. "I don't have any money," I said very quietly looking at the ground. "Don't worry I'll pay for all of you!" Connor said. We all agreed and hopped into Connor's car. Connor and Katie sat in the front while Jc and I sat in the back. I rested my head on Jc's chest while he stroked my hair.

        We arrived at Starbucks and ordered our drinks. "Ok guys. What the hell happened today at school? I'm still seriously lost." "Well Violet do you want to explain?" Katie asked. "I guessed its best I do," I took a big breath and started explaining. "Well ever since Kindergarten I've been bullied. In first grade I started cutting myself. My sister found out and told my parents. They were shocked and started to tell my teachers. I was then know as the "Psychotic Bitch" at school. I used to live in Florida but then in 4th grade I moved here to North Carolina. I met Katie and Jc and we became friends instantly. Katie once found me in the bathroom crying and cutting. I felt so bad that she figured out. A couple weeks later some how my teacher found out and told my parents AGAIN. They took me to the doctor and they diagnosed me with depression and anxiety. They suggested that it was best if I went to therapy. I ended up going and it wasn't helping me at all. Fast forward into 7th grade when Jc had a 'crush' on me," I looked at him and he was blushing. I left out a little laugh and continued my story. "He asked me out and I said yes. I was so happy because to be honest I liked him too. I was texting Katie the whole day saying how happy I was. Then she brought up my problems. I freaked out  which led to a panic attack which led to you know what. The next day he came up to me and gave me a hug and a kiss on the for head. And yeah I'm surprised they even stayed this long with me," I finished. But of course I didn't tell them whole story, I only told them what they knew....