Paper Walls

Chapter1

Amy's POV:
"Your nothing but an ugly slut, whore, slag, and bitch! Go die" Charlotte shouted  while laughing in Amy's face.

Charlotte, the most popular girl in Littlewood Highschool. The biggest black hearted bully. And the prettiest girl you'll ever come across. Very talented, you'll find her in the cheerleading team, netball team, choir practises. You'll find her anywhere where there is a cute guy.
Amy, a very self conscious victim, does well at school, doesn't take part in any clubs, doesn't socialise much either. She's very pretty, and petite. She has only a few close friends. Amy gets bullied by Charlotte and her friends on a regular daily basis.. She's had enough.

"Leave me alone, please Charlotte" I said, with a crack in my voice
"Awhh, is amy crying like a little baby? Want a cuddle hunny?"  Charlotte said in a playful, annoying voice.
"Fuck off" I say quietly
"Lost your voice? Want a soother hun? Oh wait, you can't afford it.. Oops sorry" Charlotte laughs looking at her friends.
"She told you to fuck off Charlotte, leave her the fuck alone you bitch" said someone out of no-where.
"Thank fuck your here. She's being such a bitch to me. I need to go home" I say
"Welcome" he smiles
I fake smile back at him, then I  run home, crying, trying not to be seen by Charlotte and any of her friends.
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"Amy, is that you darling?" I heard my mum shout, I ignore her and run into my room, throw myself on my bed, flat on my stomach and cry.
*knock on my bedroom door*
"What?" I say, dryly.
"Sweetie, it's me" mum replies
"Go away" I say, again, dryly. But she walks in anyway and sits at the bottom of my bed, silent for a minute or so.
"What's wrong honey?" She says sweetly
-no reply-
"Amy, you can't ignore me forever. It's been over a week since we talked now. I'm your mum not your enemy" mum shouts at me.
"Leave me alone" I reply
"No"
"Yes, go away mum"
"No"
"What do you want from me?" I say
"What's up with you?" Mum asks
"Charlotte"
"Okay, want some food?"
"No, go away now"
"I'll give you some space"
"K"
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I turn onto my side and stare at my makeup bag for a couple seconds, remembering what I had hidden in there. A sharpener. I stare at my scarred arms, then back at my makeup bag. I open it and I bring out the broken sharpener I had hidden in there.
"I hate you Charlotte" I whisper, and let out a huge sigh after.
I lightly drag the blade of the sharpener across my skin, then press harder, and harder until I see myself suffer, while cutting deep holes into my skin. Seeing a dark red liquid drip down my arm an onto my bed sheets.
"Shit" I whisper.
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A/N
So that's the first chapter I know it's short, sorry.. So, who do you guys think 'he' is? A friend? Let's see..