Forever Hopeless

why not just die?

The next morning I woke up next to Ashton. I slowly got up then realized it was Monday.
  "Oh shit!" I jumped up and ran to my room. I brushed my brown wavy hair and put a black beanie on. I grabbed a tank which probably belonged to ash, but u didn't care. I struggled into my black skinny jeans with a hole in each knee. Before running down stairs I grabbed my backpack and my Chuck's. When I got downstairs I hopped on one foot while getting my shoes on. Ash woke up and was watching me run around. He tried to tell me something but I had already ran out the door. I got there just in time. As soon as I stepped in the building the bell rang. I went to my locker and grabbed my books. As I shut my locker and turned around I ran into Shot. That wasn't his real name but he called himself that.
  "Hey look...its my favorite druggie."
  " I'm not a druggie!"
  "Are you sure?I'm pretty sure you are."
  "Stop!!" I said as I tried to push him out of my way.
  "Why don't you just do this world a favor and kill yourself you little emo!"
I started to cry. I ran past him but he grabbed my arm and heald onto me. He swung me around to where he was holding both my arms. I struggled to get away but I couldn't. He took his foot and knocked my legs out from under me.  I fell to the floor and I couldn't breath. He sat on top of me holding me down with his legs so his hands would be free.
  "You are so stupid and pathetic!" He said. I cried harder and cried for help but no body heard me. That's when I suddenly felt my eye in pain. He had punched me in the face.
  "Stop! Please stop!" I say as I'm crying.
He punched me over and over...a few times in the face and a couple times in my stomach. When he was finished he got my up leaving me on the floor. I got up as quickly and I could but as soon as I was up, he ran toward me and slammed me against the lockers.I couldn't move.
  " you don't deserve to live! Your parents hated you that's why they killed themselves! so they wouldn't have to be with you anymore!" He shouted in my face. He had something in his hand but I couldn't see what  it was. It wasn't till now that I knew what it was. He shoved it into my side then turned away and left. It started to bleed and I fell to the ground. I looked down and saw a small knife in my side  I pulled it out as I screamed in pain. My hands were covered with blood, my eye was black and swollen, and my stomach was bruised. I stood up and grabbed my things and went to the bathroom. I was limping  because my side hurt so bad. I washed my wound and held a paper towel to it to keep it from bleeding. Lucky I had a pair of sunglasses in my pack so I putt those on and walked to the nurse.
  "Hello um..do you have any bandage wrapping?"
  " yes i do...are you alright?" I was still holding my side and it was bleeding more.
  " yes I'm fine its for a friend."
  "Ok here you go." She handed it to me and watched me limp back to the bathroom. I lifted my shirt and looked down. I saw the bruises and the deep cut. I wrapped the tape around my torso and dropped my shirt. I couldn't stay at school so I snuck out and walked home. I opened the door and Michael looked up at me.
  " why are you home? You need to be at school.
  "Where- is ash?" I said I  a painful voice.
He walked over to me and touched my side without knowing I was in pain.
  " what's wrong are you ok?"
  " oww!no don't touch me! Where is ash?"
  " everyone went out Sam tell me what is wrong now!"
  " no I can't " I said crying. Then I ran...well limped upstairs and went to my room. I shut the door and fell to the floor. Michael came up running after me then began to pound on the door.
  "Sam tell me what is going on!"
  " please just go away. I only want ashton! Nobody else!" I screamed and cried as I held my side in pain. He tried the door but it was locked. "Just leave me alone"
He walked away and went downstairs both worried and confused.