***Lauren's P.O.V***
Breathe. Just breathe.
That's basically been my motto my entire life. Life hasn't always been easy for me. I was kidnapped and raped when I was 6. I haven't really talked about it to anyone cause I have no one. My parents have been in jail for as long as I can remember and I guess everyone just forgot about me. I get bullied every single day. By people I know and people I don't. I'm failing all of my classes, what's the point anyway. And I'm afraid of what I'll do to myself. Everyday I want to kill myself even more. It will all be over soon.
I walk into my high school seeing the same faces and people walking past me. I don't take the time to study their features I just keep my head down.
"Hey Lauren!" My Geography teacher says to me.
"H-hi." I choke out. Damn I stuttered. I don't talk that much in school, when I do it's the teachers, but they could care less about me.
it's the start of a new semester so I have gym first period. Yay. In gym class you have to wear a short sleeve shirt and shorts. But I'm coated with cuts. Everywhere, arms, wrists, thighs. I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do.
I walked into the gym and to the change room. As I opened the door, all the girls looked at me disgusted.
"Omg she's in this class, ugh." Bianca says. Bianca is basically like Regina George from Mean Girls. She is flawless which I'm jealous of. She has 2 little sidekicks always with her that just play with their nails and look at themselves in compact mirrors.
I ignore her comment and sit down to get changed. They all just stared at me like I was some kind of circus act. I decided it would be best to change in the bathroom.
I walk in and shut the door locking it. I looked at my self in the mirror and just cringed. Why? Why can't I be like Bianca? Boys drooling over her, perfect figure, perfectly straight blond ha-
Click.
Shit. I forgot these doors can lock from the outside too. I heard a couple more crashes and finally everything was silent. I go to open the door but I was unsuccessful. These bitches put chairs against the door and locked it.
I tried to open it about a million times but it just wouldn't budge.
Okay don't panic.
The janitor or teacher will be looking for me soon.
I was wrong
6 hours go by with no one coming to help me. It's now 4pm and I'm still locked in this fucking change room. School ended about and hour ago and all the lights are off. I had my phone but no service. I cried and sobbed because I know no one could hear me. Even if they did they wouldn't care.
Smash
What the hell was that?! Okay I'm really scared now because I can't see a fucking thing and I think someone just broke into the school. I start hyperventilating knowing that another anxiety attack was coming on.
I can hear footsteps coming closer to the change room, then right outside the door. Holy shit I am scared. I heard chairs being stacked and the doorknob click.
The door swing open to reveal...
