Chapter one: My Backstory

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It all began when I was in high school. Nineth grade, when I just moved to Indiana. I started getting bullied by the clique of mean girls. Lexi king was the queen bee and she always had her stupid followers with her- Freya Rowe and Summer Maxwell. No one ,and I mean, stood up to her . Except for him: the one person who I thought liked me. The one person I ever liked. We were best friends. Little did he know that I really liked him. I still do. But I was completely wrong about him. He betrayed me.  And up to this day I can't forgive him.Taylor Caniff.

{FLASHBACK}

I was sprinting across the grass, towards the girls' toilet, hoping that nobody would notice me. I couldn't find Taylor anywhere. My mascara was running. My eyes were all bloodshot. I was a mess. Not just physically but emotionally. I couldn't bare to face anybody right now. Especially after what Lexi and her mates just did to me. Why did they have to bring my past and 'families' into this?
I never did fit in anywhere. Everyone else had heaps of friends, while I had one. Even my own parents abandoned me. I tried to make people like me, but it just got worst. Last period we had to do a History presentation, on our life. Of course everyone else paired up with their best friends while I was left alone. The teacher put Taylor to work with Trey. It was like I was invisible. Freya and Summer were up first. They said that they had a huge surprise for the class. For some stupid reason the teacher thought it would be okay to leave us on our own for 30 minutes. They opened up a PowerPoint on the projector screen and got started. I soon realised what it was about. ME. They told the whole entire class about how I used to get abused at my first three foster homes. Apparently it was because I was a piece of trash. I was unwanted and how I didn't deserve to live. Then she started calling my real parents all sorts of names. By this point the whole class were laughing at me. I felt my eyes begin to brim full of tears, but I had to stay strong. So I just sat there as quiet as a mouse. At the very back row. In the very last seat. Listening to every word. Every hurtful, disrespectful antagonizing sentence made me even more infuriated. All of a sudden Lexi jumped up and joined in. She started to talk about me cutting. That made me LOOSE IT ALL TOGETHER! I didn't think, I just ran up to Lexi, grabbed her collar, shoved her into the wall and shouted:

"If you ever fucking disrespect me like this again. I will end you. Don't you ever, ever talk about me or my parents. Bitches like you don't even deserve any friends!" Then I punched her in the face twice and yanked her hair until she was lying on the ground. I gave Summer and Freya death glares and they backed off. I glanced back and saw Taylor staring me dead in the eye, smirking. I was so pissed at him. He promised me that he would protect me, that he wouldn't let her hurt me ever again, after he found me cutting under the bleachers stand in sixth grade. So far he has kept me from cutting or trying to commit suicide. (When I was younger I used to try and kill myself because I believed that it was the only way out). This time he didn't do anything. So I had to stand up to them. I walked out just as the teacher strutted in yelling at me to go to the principals office.

I got suspended for a week. She's so lucky. If I didn't care about my record so much Lexi would be in hospital. And so would her plastic bitchey followers.

{END OF FLASHBACK}

Even up to this day, every day, I am reminded of the pain they caused me. One because: I am still in the same school as Lexi and her clique. And two: I get constant reminders of Taylor and what he did. I know that it might sound stupid to hate him because he didn't help me. But I can promise you that it was more than just that. He broke his promise. I hate him. I love him. I hate that I love him. Fortunately for me he moved to LA a couple of years back. Something to do with music and Magcon. So I haven't seen him in a while.

Now I have an awesome bestie Called Kasey Brown. And of course she knows all about my past too.

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