The ultimate love melody

From bad to worse

Ok I actually don't know if you will ever see this but if you do. OH MY GOSH WE DID IT 150 views that's a big deal for me cuz I didn't expect 50. Ok let's get 200 views guys for another chappie and btw I had to redo this chapter cuz it was too dark.

It's been a week now and I'm still on those lorazepam pills. Ever since the whole thing with my dad, it's been nice, just to escape to a world on my own through those pills. I take them even when I'm not sad and depressed because it feels like my body almost craves for it. Ever since the whole thing with Si we haven't spoken which means I have no friends; to make it worse, the plastics are taking their bulling to the next level. But I don't care. As long as I have my pills I'm ok.

By Monday, I walked down the crooked stairway in my house without a care in the world. I sat down at the dining table covered with floral designs.

'Would you like some cornflakes' my mum said while frantically panicking to make sure I get to school on time.

'No, thank you,' I said while I felt my stomach gurgling like crazy. In my tradition, when someone offers you food, it's common courtesy to decline until they practically force the food into your mouth. Normally, I don't really mind only that its 6:45 in the morning and it feels like my stomach is committing suicide. I can tell that my mother doesn't really care for it as she is well, late.

'Just eat the freaking cornflakes. It's not rocket science!'

'Ok mamaji' I replied while gulping down a huge spoon of cornflakes before following it down with sips of orange juice. 'Sheesh Louise!' I muttered.When I finished eating, I brushed my teeth. Normal people, brush their teeth first thing in the morning but I'm different so I brush after. It's actually quite logical, you brush all the stuff in your teeth left after breakfast. See, I've just revolutionised tooth care!

After I brushed my teeth, I ran out of the door and caught my bus just in the nick of time. Story of my life. As I walked down, everyone on the bus gave me a horrible, disgusting look. Even the bus driver began to mutter rudely. I knew my school was rough but is there seriously no one in the whole of Luton that think otherwise. When I arrived at school it was all the same, the same people giving me the same stares.

It's like people don't even think I'm human anyone. I'm not the tinman! As I was walking down the hallway, approaching my pink sparkly covered locker, I felt a cold drip on head. Out of curiosity, I looked up. I wish I hadn't. Suddenly, I felt a huge rush of ever so cold face hit my face followed almost immieddiently with an uproar of laughter. I ran into the bathroom crying, I have never felt so humiliated in my life, and I'm one to talk. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a ghastly, vile human being. The pain, the same pain I had when my father insulted me, the one that felt like heartbreak- not like I've never been dumped, you need a boyfriend for that.

The painful, uncontrollable tingling sensation in your hands, the hurtful, stabbing pain right in the middle of your chest, it was back and there was only one way to stop it. I reached for my blazer pocket, and found some of Papaji's pills. I took two and swallowed it down with tap water. I waited patiently for about 5 minutes for the sense of relief to come.

Nothing

I, then took another 2 pills, frustrated and hoping for it to work a second time. This time I paced up and down the girls bathroom waiting for the kick of calm (as I called it)

Nothing

'Arghh! Why won't the efing pills work!' I screamed out of frustration. I reached into my pocket for some more pills but they were all gone. I slammed myself against the bathroom door and kicked the wall several times. I then, as always, broke down crying.

Just when I thought things won't get worse, Sarah came in. I was expecting her to hug me or give me some sympathy talk but she just sat down and looked blankly and the wall perpendicular. I sat down next to her, parallel (don't blame me, I just had maths)

'Leave me alone!'

'I saw that they did to you.'

'I know you hate me so just say what you need to say and leave.'

'It was so terrible.'

'Stop giving me sympathy, I don't deserve it.'

'And the plastics were laughing and talking like you were nothing.'

'I am nothing. I'm a spoilt brat!'

'Like you were an object or something.'

'I'm pathetic!'

Sarah turned her head at me and looked at me in a kinda half disgust- half confused look.

'Pathetic! Meesh, you're the bravest person I know, braver than all those plastics and that's why they hate you. You're right. I AM a coward. Because I've been hiding something from you. Something that at first I wasn't ready to accept but thanks to your bravery, I think I'm ready to say.'

At that point, I didn't care much about my problems, Sarah or Si was my friend and she was about to come out to me and I needed to show my complete support. I looked at her and I squeezed her hand. I smiled at her and she smiled back.

'Si, you can tell me anything.'

Si looked at me and nervously bit her lip and I hugged her to show that she can confide in me

'Meesh' she began

'There's been a reason why I followed you, why I befriended you. It's because- It's because'

'Tell me'

'It's because I think I have feelings for you.'

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