Bad Boy With Scars

Chapter Twenty: All Good Things Must End

Chelsea's P.O.V.

I had been getting so much attention since Brandon told everyone Connor and I had sex. One of his friends came up with the fact that I apparently might be pregnant. I loved feeling important for once. Everything was perfect in a certain way.

There was one downside though; Connor.

He'd been getting so much hate from everyone. People were calling him worthless and a man whore. I don't know why that wasn't me. I didn't want it to be me, but Connor was fragile.

We hadn't even talked since I ran out of his house that day. I felt like a complete bitch for ignoring him. I was ignoring him because some people said that's what was best.

Believe it or not, even his own friends turned against him because of me. It made me feel terrible. I would change what happened between us in a heartbeat.

I walked around school with a bunch of popular girls following me, helping me through a 'tough' time. I wanted to tell them it was all fake, I just couldn't though.

Sometimes it was pure bliss, and other times it was pure hell. It was good to have people are for once though, but you know what they say -all good things must come to an end.

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It was just a few months until graduation. Everyone adored me. I was one of the most popular girls in school. And for some reason, I was happy about it.

Connor hadn't been to school in over three weeks. Neither had Brandon. It's like they both disappeared off the earth. That would have been less painful because that would have been an accident.

"Chelsea!" Sam yelled from behind, causing me to turn my head towards him. A smile broke out on my face, but quickly disappeared as I saw tears streaming down his face.

It took me a minute to notice he was being followed by a crying Ricky, Jc, Kian, and Trevor. My heart sunk knowing something was up.

I told the girls I was with I would be back in a second as I pushed past them and to my friends. My actual friends.

"C-Chelsea, i-it's Connor." Sam cried as more tears came from his eyes.

If it was possible, my heart sunk even further. I looked at the others' expressions before looking back at Sam.

I knew what happened. I knew from the look on their faces, but I needed him to say it. I needed one of them to say it.

"What is it?" I whispered, trying not to let my voice break.

"Connor-" Sam started, but quickly broke down on the floor in tears.

I sat kneeled next to him, and so did the others. I would wait for as long as I needed to for this. I would wait 20 years for this. But nope. It had to be within minutes.

"Jc?" I asked, looking up at the curly haired boy.

They all looked at me, waiting for Jc to tell. He took a deep shaky breath before letting the words slip out, which was followed by a sob from all six of us at once.

"Connor killed himself."