The Bad Boy Saved Me

Chapter 8: Not Strong Enough

Please answer the question of the day (qotd) at the bottom. Thanks and enjoy.

Chapter 8 - Not Strong Enough

When I walked into the classroom all eyes were on me. I quickly look down and head over to my seat. As I was walking one of Savannah's minion tripped me. Suddenly Savannah was standing above me.

"Listen here loser, I don't know why such a hottie like Vince is hanging out with a scumbag like you but stop. You knew he probably doesn't even like you he is just hanging out with you out of pity."

"No he is not," I said trying to stand up only to be pushed back down.

"You don't think he could actually care about a loser like you, do you? You are nothing, and pathetic. You should just go and kill yourself because nobody cares about you."

She had no idea how close she is to the truth. Finally she let me up and I ran into the bathroom. I went into the big stall and pulled my blade from my pocket. "What if she is telling the truth" *slice* "Why does Vince really hang out with me" *slice* "Nobody cares about me, I'm nothing" *2 slices*. I then hear the bathroom door open and the sound of a knock on my stall door.

"Elena I know your in here please let me help, unlock the door" Vince said with a gentle voice. I unlock the door and get ready for him to yell at me for cutting. As the door opened I heard a gasp.

"Elena why would you do this to yourself" he said as he quickly but carefully guides me over to the sink.

"Because I useless, pathetic, broken, and I don't deserve to live" I said repeating the words Savannah said to me.

"You look at me Elena. You are not broken, you are perfect. You can't let what people say affect you. You have to stop letting the world put you down. You have to be strong and fight for what you deserve, happiness." he said.

"I'm not strong enough to fight" I said

"You don't have to be strong enough to fight, you just have to be strong enough to let someone in to help you fight. I am willing to help but you have to let me."He said gently.

"But why" I said with tears rolling down my face.

He wiped the tears and said "because you are beautiful, unique, kind, caring, and perfect and its about damn time you know it."

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Merry Christmas fucking Eve.

I'm sorry if it's short but this chapter really means a lot to me. I feel like I'm going in the direction I wanted to, ya know.

I am so fucking happy with myself. So please comment on it if you like it and if you think this direction I'm going in is good. Also if you have rude comments and inputs, fuck off. I'm serious don't be a bitch that I have to come out of your screen to slap. Thank you so much for encouraging me to continue even though I felt like this story was a piece of shit.

Qotd- do you feel like your more Elena, Vince, or Savannah.

Aotd- I feel like I'm kinda Elena, because I made her character to kinda represent me. I don't get abused, but my family is breaking apart. I mean we can't even get along for Christmas. I'm the only one trying to make it special and I'm only 13, how much can I really do.