Starstuck- Jayy Von Monroe

Chapter 3- Messed Up

I rip out a chunk of her perfectly bleached and highlighted blonde hair. SUCCESS!

"UGH! Bitch! You are SO gonna PAY for that you little fag! You're such a freak! Do you even realise that you are such a dumbass that all the NORMAL people laugh at you? And you look like... Well, like a fucking tramp! And now... Well, for hurting the hair you're gonna- you're gonna PAY! FOR EXTENSIONS AND HIGHLIGHTS AND BLEACHING AND CUTTING AND.... ARGH!!!!" Chelsee screeches. My poor, poor ears.

She slaps me hard across the face, with a LOT of force.

"Erm, OW?!" I laugh, but I'm in pain.

Nyx and Jyncks look horrified. They look like they want to help, but also be a million miles away from here at the same time. I motion at them to leave, and they give me a pityful glance before scurrying away.

I grab Chelsee's hand.

"Nice nails..." I say with a smile, "I wonder what would happen if they were to break?"

Chelsee tries to pull her hand away, but her very tight bracelet seems to be stopping her.

SNAP! Chelsee's nail (fake, may I add) rips off her finger, leaving a short and stubby.... What can only be described as a THING, left.

"Again. YOU. ARE GOING. TO. PAY!" Chelsee giggles, but she has anger and tears in her icey blue eyes.

She punches my nose. Hard. While I'm recovering, I feel a sharp thing pushing my leg and I fall to the ground. Chelsee's shoe.

"Oww..." I cry, a tear dripping from the corner of my eye.

"There's SO much more where that's coming from!" Chelsee laughs spitefully.

She grabs the back of my shirt and yanks me up. For a split second, I am rendered useless and unable to breathe.

I try to turn around and whack her, but I'm too late. She slams me against my locker. The hall is silent.   I hear the bones in my nose crunch. I scream in agony.

"Take that, fag." Chelsee whispers in my ear.

What seems like a decade later, the school nurse arrives.

Surprise surprise, Chelsee has disappeared.

About ten minutes later, I'm lying down in the nurse's office.

"I may have to X-ray your nose. It looks broken to me. Is that okay?" says the nurse.

I nod in response. Right now, I'm in too much pain to speak. I can only think of one thing. That one thing being? Jayy.

She x-rays my nose. It's broken.

"Now, this would be so much easier to understand if you tell me how yo-" I cut the nurse off with a death glare, "Erm, right... okay. Now, do have any relatives that could possibly pick you up?"

I nod. If I can just find his number... I scroll down my contacts list. Shit. I deleted Dahvie's number when Nyx took my phone hostage to get it. Only another option. I see the name on my screen...

Jayy Von Monroe

"He's not... not my br- brother. Just... his best... friend." I stutter.

The nurse nods at me. She rings the number and speaks into the phone.

"Hello? Yes, I'm calling about your friends sister? Mmhm. Yes. She's in the school nurse's office. Yes. I understand. Can you or your friend please pick her up? Yes. Uh-huh. Thank you. See you then!" I listen to the broken conversation.

Phew!

"You're brother will be picking you up soon," the nurse says matter-of-factly.

Ten boring minutes later...

Dahvie and Jayy walk into to the mini hospital. I smile at them. But they don't see me.

The nurse is talking to them in hushed voices. I can't quite make out what they're saying but I'm sure I hear my name. And a lot of 'refuses to say''s. And a lot of yes's from Dahvie and Jayy.

Out of the blue, Jayy walks over to me, smiling.

"Hey! I heard you've been having a pretty rough day?" Jayy asks softly.

"That' an understatement..." I reply, "But yeah."

"Awwh. Wanna talk about it?" Jayy raises his eyebrows. I shake my head, "Shame."

"Jayy, you don't want to hear it."

"Please? I really do!" Jayy does puppy dog eyes. I cannot resist. I spill out everything that happened.

"Ouch. Just remember, bitches get stiches!" Jayy can always make me smile. And I do.

Dahvie suddenly walks over, his face in a blank, emotionless expression.

"C'mon. Let's go." He says in a bland voice. We leave, all thanking the nurse. In the car, Jayy sits next to me, his hand on my lap. I smile at him.

When I look up, Dahvie has gone past our house.

"Errr, Dahvie, where are we going?"

"The hospital." he says.