It's Her

Part 1 (Epilogue)

Katie's POV~

I left a handprint in his cheek. Tears shed down my face and I ran as fast as I could out of the bathroom. I ran past Max and Terri in tears. They both glanced at me and Max chased after me. Terri went in the bathroom to check on Micheal. Rachel saw me and looked concerned. She didn't do anything though. Everyone in our grade saw me run past the cafeteria in tears and Max chasing me. No teachers noticed. Typical. Max grabbed my arm as I turned the corner to the freshman wing. She pulled on me but i tried to get away. I didn't look at her, I looked away. She tightened her grip on my arm and grabbed the side of my face and turned it toward her. My eyes were bloodshot and everything was blurry. Max looked into my eyes, concerned. I wiped away my tears. She just stared at me, tears started to form in her eyes.

"N-N-N-No. Don't cry. Stop this. You have no reason to cry. Look at you. You have a girlfriend who treats you right and loves you and is loyal and you're at your best right now. Me on the other hand.." I said, half stuttering and wiping tears from her face. 

She smiled at me.

"What happened?" Max asked me.

I looked down at me feet, still crying. I could barely speak. My math teacher from last semester turned around the corner and glared at us. I looked at him and Max turned around. She loosened her grip and I took off down the hall, then the bell rang. I ran to my locker and grabbed my stuff. I walked to my next class only to remember that Micheal and Max were in my next class and they both sit by me. I sat down next to Micheal. He tried to grab my hand, which was on my thigh. I glared at him, tears started to form in my eyes. Max looked at me and kicked Micheal from under the table. He let go of my hand and glared at Max. I raised my hand.

"M-may I be excused? I just need to get out the room for a moment, if you don't mind of course." I asked the teacher.

The teacher nodded and I stood up. Micheal grabbed my hand as I stood up. 

"I'm sorry-" He whispered.

"Sorry doesn't even begin to cover what you've done to me. I always fall for your stupid tricks." I whispered as I interrupted him.

I walked away and eventually he let go. I left and the last thing I saw was Max glaring at Micheal across the table. I walked to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I started to remember all the times with Micheal, even with Max and Rachel. I remembered the feeling of Max against my lips and neck. I remembered how special Max made me feel. I then remembered Brianna and Max together. I remembered them flirting right in front of me after Micheal cheated on me again. She knew I was in pain and she just rubbed it in my face. I remembered her coming behind me and hugging me and saying I love you and I suddenly start crying waterfalls. I remember going into the bathroom only to find her and Brianna in the shower together IN MY BATHROOM. I didn't go in there for a few weeks. I remembered all the things she would say to me. She left me hanging and I never moved on. I then remembered Micheal. On and off for four years straight. Kissing him and making out. He gave me my first hickey after all. He was there for me and protected me. I was never good enough for him though. I went back to him all the time because we had history and it was easy to move on to him because I thought that maybe he'd change. He never did. After 4 fucking years he hasn't changed. I gave him so many opportunities. Yet, he still cheats on me. Then there's Rachel. She was the first person to make me feel happy again after Micheal and Max. We cuddled and I almost forgot what love felt like and kissing someone felt like and I actually felt something besides pain for the first time in almost a year. I loved her so fucking much. Then I found her. She was cheating on me with my ex best friend. I ran out and never really talked to her again. I refuse to. She was my first time too. She used me. We had sex and less than a few days later she cheats on me. I was heart broken. I cut myself at least once a day. I even tried to over dose. That was my lowest point. I still haven't recovered. I was put in a mental hospital for a few weeks. I truly wanted to die. Three people ruined my life to the point where it meant nothing to me. I got back together with Micheal, 2 months strong. I found out he had sex with the biggest hoe in my grade. I literally found him in bed with her. I ran out of the house and he chased after me, in slippers and boxers. He grabbed my arm and pulled me in to kiss him but I pushed him into the snow and ran home. He met me at school and confronted me which only made things worse. I slapped him and ran off. Here we are. I soon realized I was clawing at my old scars, they were bleeding. I was crying and I heard someone. I heard high heels. I knew who it was immediately. It was my cousin, Lyd. She skipped 8th but was a year younger than me. I met her a few years ago and we are really close. She always wore these heels you could hear all the way down the hall. I rolled up my sleeve and rubbed the tears away. I waited for Lyd to come in. She did, I hugged her. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled away. She looked concerned but just pulled me back into a hug as I continued to cry. I started to explain everything to her.