Darling you'll be okay

Amelia's POV
Its already the last period of the day, PE. I don't get along with anybody in this class. I sit back from the rest of the class. One of the sluts walk up to me, she's called Emma. "Why the fuck are you even at this school? We want you dead. Kill yourself you stupid bitch." She says and her plastic gang giggles along. Bitches.

I do nothing the whole lesson and the bell rings to signal the end of the day. Finally. "Bitch! Don't think you're going anywhere!" Emma screams. I begin running but they catch up. "Stupid emo cow. You seriously think you can get away from us? You'll pay for that" she shouts and kicks me down the stairs. I hear them giggle and run. I slowly sit up and look down at the puddle of blood. I fell down face first.

I groan and begin limping home. The rain is on again, it always rains here. I look up into the gray sky as the water washes some of the blood from my face.I walk up to my front door. It's locked, shit. It looks like nobodies in. I sit on the step outside and feel tears roll down my face. This has been the worst day ever. I begin to drift off.

I feel somebody shake me, I look up to see Jack and Alex, I've not seen them in so long. "Oh my god. What happened? Are you okay?" Jack asks and I nod, "I fell down the stairs" I reply but he can see right through it, "no you didn't. Buulshit." He says. Better tell them then. "Okay I was shoved down." I say and they look shocked. They have a key for the door and take me inside.

"this might sting a little okay?" Alex says and dabs my head with cloth. I catch a glimpse of myself on the mirror and notice how bad I look. Iv got round my nose and eye bruised and a huge cut on my head. "Why do they do this to you?" Jack asks sadly. "Don't ask me. They hate me, they want me dead." His face saddens, "punch them!" He shouts and I laugh, if only I had the guts to.

"Does anywhere else hurt?" Alex asks and I nod, " my ribs, and leg" he looks at my leg and there is a bruise around my knee cap. " I think you've maybe strained it." he says and then gets me to lay down. I pull my top up slightly to show him where it hurts, he pokes it softly thinking, "I think you may have broke 1 or 2 ribs" he says and I nod. "Tell me if the pain gets any worse" he says and I lay in bed for a rest.

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