Goodbye note

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"Don't go cutting poor Tale. Its not your fault your an ugly fat ass. You get it from your mom dont you. Why don't you just go back to America? Your obviously too fat to live here." She spat at me. She then picked up a big can of paint and poured it over my head.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU FAKE PIECE OF SHIT!!" I yelled throwing her to the ground. I started punching until I was pulled off and dragged out if the room.

I kept shaking my head. What she said is true. I am an ugly fat ass. The only thing that wasn't true was that I got my ugly looks from my mom. She was gorgeous. Way prettier then I will ever be.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt someone pick me up bridial style. I looked up to see Ashton.

"Hey Tale." He said smiling down at me.

"I-i can walk." I said getting down.

"Why are you here?" I asked polietly.

"My girlfriend texted me and told me to come get you. " He said and right on que Claire came up.

"Speak of the devil here she is." He said giving Claire a quick peck.

"Oh wow. I didn't know." I said smiling.

"Yeah well lets get you home so you can shower." Ashton said. Before we got out I heard someone yell.

"USE PROTECTION TALE!!" I turned aroun and sprinted to the bitch punching her again. This time I was pulled off and thrown over a shoulder.

The person walked to the car with me still on their shoulder. I was put into the back with Michael clinbing in next to me.

"Tale, what happened?" Michael asked laughing at my green hair and shirt thanks to the paint.

"I don't want to talk about it." I said leaning my head back and closing my eyes.

My mom always told me not to yell. Im such a disappointment to her. I actually punched someone. It was an instinct move. My mom was always nice. I wanted to be just like her but now I cant. I punched someone.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt arms wrap around me and pulling me to their side. I soon fell asleep with my head on Michaels lap.