𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 ||✔️

|𝟎𝟎𝟑.|

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❦All Eyez on Me - Tupac❦

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One day after the attempt

I NEVER THOUGHT I would get scared to be at school like I did today. Knowing I will get many stares from the students while they talked about you.

It was already hard enough to walk over the parking lot this morning without hearing people say 'Look she's Diego's girlfriend' or 'Oh God, I'm so sorry for her' and many more things. Hurtful things.

Hearing these kinds of things got to my daily routine since I was the number one talk in the whole school for weeks now. When I received the video yesterday night, I tried to ignore this ache in my heart and focus on other things. But my mind betrayed me and began thinking about my family which made the ache worst.

I never felt so uncomfortable in my life. All eyes were on me. I smiled softly to myself because of one song my brother, Dominic, loved so much. It's called All Eyez on Me by Tupac.

I grabbed my phone, started playing the playlist he once made for me, and encouraged myself to walk back into the school after I left it to get fresh air while listening to the playlist and thinking about him.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the doors and entered the school.

Right when the door behind me slammed close, the heads of the students in the hallway snapped towards me, making me feel weird.

I haven't been to school much since the funeral just because of the stares.

I ignored everyone and walked toward my locker to get my stuff while the music was blasting in my ears.

When I got to my locker, I saw a few notes on it. I grabbed on and read it.

Slut

I furrowed my brows and looked at the other ones.

Bitch

Whore

Cunt

Kill yourself

I gulped as I crumbled the notes in my hands and began taking every single one off my locker. There was a trash can right next to my locker so I grabbed the notes and threw them away.

''Cheating bitch,'' I heard someone say while covering it with a cough as they passed by me.

What is going on?

I know people are staring at me but I don't know why they are saying these things about me.

Opening my locker, I grabbed the books that I needed for my next lesson which was art class. My favorite time of the day.

As I closed my locker, I heard laughing coming from down the hall. I turned my head and saw Diego with his friends.

When his eyes met mine, his expression changed from happy to sad. I quickly locked my locker and began walking toward the staircase that led up to my class. But I was stopped when someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down.

''Mika,'' I looked up and saw Diego.

I haven't talked to him since I received the video yesterday. I knew immediately that it was over and that he never actually loved me.

''Can we talk?'' I tried to pull my hand away from his hold but he tightened his grip on my wrist and pulled me closer to his chest.

''Yo Diego? Are you still trying to get back with your cheating bitch?'' my eyes slightly widened when I heard Aiden, his best friend, say these words.

Diego chuckled. ''Never. I would never get back with this whore,'' my heart dropped down to my stomach as these words slipped out of his mouth.

He turned his head back to me and gave me a sorry look. I felt tears well up in my eyes as he let go of me.

As I watched him walk away from me, I realized why people were saying these hurtful things to me today.

I let out a shaky breath and continued making my way toward my art class while tears fell down my face. Wiping them away, I entered the class and sat in the far back corner so no one would see me cry.

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Throughout the whole class, people were talking shit about me, staring at me, and laughing at me.

I couldn't even enjoy the only class I loved the most without hearing people mentioning my name.

When the last bell rang, I quickly gathered my stuff and speed-walked out of the class to get home as fast as possible.

I have dance practice today but I didn't feel like going so I went home.

When I got out of school, I planned on going to the bus station to get the bus home but I saw Diego at the parking lot, where I had to walk past to get to the bus station.

I grab the hood of my hoody and pulled it over my head so he wouldn't notice me.

Right when I thought I could walk passed him without him seeing me, I heard him call after me. I shut my eyes and picked up my pace to get faster to the bus station.

He then grabbed my arm and turned me around. ''Mikayla,'' I looked up at him.

''What do you want?'' I hissed into his face.

''I need to talk to you,'' I chuckled dryly. ''You already said everything when you kissed my best friend and decided to spread false rumors about me,'' I snatched my arm away from his hold and turned around to walk away when he grabbed me again.

''I'm sorry. Okay, is that what you wanna hear? I'm sorry. But you know I have a reputation in this school and I don't want it to get ruined because of you,'' he narrowed his eyes at me as he came closer with his face.

''Did you even love me?'' I felt my tears already whelm up in my eyes which started to hurt. He scoffed. ''Of course, I loved you,'' he said, in the past tense.

I got out of his hold and tried to keep my tears to myself. ''I fucking hate you,'' I said through gritted teeth.

I'm not a person who uses violence as an answer but this time I had enough of people that use me.

I raised my hand and slapped him. His face turned to the side while he lifted his hand to place it on the cheek that I just slapped.

''Don't come near me ever again,'' I yelled and then walked away without looking back.

My tears betrayed me. They freely ran down my face, leaving a burning sensation behind.

Why is this happening to me?

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