Chapter 5
The next day I woke up tired and depressed. Honestly I felt like cutting again. I noticed a note on the side of my bed that read,
"Dear Joey,
I'll be gone for about a day or so....I went back to Cali to pick up some things. Baby girl everything will be fine. The neighbors said they will watch out for you if you honestly need help. So yeah,
Love you,
Ma...."
I crumbled up the peice of paper and burned it to the core. I held my knees to my chest and shook my head. A long shower was needed so I got in. My hair was wet and curly when I stepped out. I then put on my crop top that read 'SEXY' my white footies and black sweats. I tied my wet hair into a bun with a black bandana to top it off. Around 3;45 my doorbell rung. I opened to see Prince holding a fastfood bag.
"Joey where have you been all day I missed you."
I didnt want to tell him, I held my tears back as usual and hugged him tight.
"You promise never to hurt me......" I asked again.
"I promise!" He hugged back. I smiled and let out a little tear that he hopefully didn't see it.
"Well I missed you girl lets eat."
J O E L'S R O O M * * *
Prince honestly brighten up my day. I was sad, depress, but when he came to save the day all of that changed. He looked at me and kissed my forehead.
"I knew we had a moment at that concert...but what really got me was the first day. You went to the board and stuttered a little." He laughed.
"Shutup!" I pushed him a little.
"What it was cute. You dont smoke......which I'm glad you dont....how much more of a perfect girl could you be?"
Right then and there and I had a vision of my father, raping me and abusing me, telling me I'm a hoe or I was never good enough in bed. I didn't tell anyone about how he used to burn ciggarettes into arm.
"Well my life isn't as perfect as yours..." I admitted.
"It is.....you want to know why?" he asked. I nodded in agreement as he sat up and look to the ceiling.
"I was bullied as a kid.....people thought I was gay because I was into fashion and I talked weird. I took pics like everyday......I was an outcast. So I resorted to cutting myself..."
I teared up and listened to every wd. He pulled up his sleeve to reveal the scars, cuts and bruises.
"That's why I wear alot of braceletes and long jerseys and sweaters...I know I'm stupid right."
"No your not." I started to cry. H ehugged me, and questioned me and then I finally came clean.
"It started when I was 9, I was raped by my father at least 3 days out the week, and was beaten around by my parents. Then I started having social issues and dropping out of school alot. Im honestly about to turn 18...... My mother still abuses me..and I cry almost every night."
I let out a pool of tears. He held onto me tighter.
"And your not the only one that cuts." I raised my arm towards his eyes, and he saw the scars.
"Your perfect Joey....your perfect for me." He placed his hand with mine. "Will you go out with me?" He questioned. I dropped my jaw which then turned into a smile.
"Yes.....I will..." I pecked his lips, as he pecked back. He continued to smile, even though I didn't let the fact that he just broke up with his ex get in my way.
"Well, I'm gonna go...I guess I'll see you tomorrow. I'll be here in the morning at 7 to pick you up."
"Okay." I kissed him one more time before he left.
S C H O O L * * *
When he picked me up we sat in his car until it was time for us to get to class. We starred at one another for hours and Izzy knew what was up. At lunch she dragged me to the hallway.
"You go with Prince?" she questioned. I looked away. "Joel?"
"Yes Izzy...is thatbad?"
"YES! I told you he's bad news, he smokes....he he.....I heard that he had sex with almost every girl last year!"
"Izzy those are rumors...."
"Yeah should believe them!"
"No! I wont...plus I think yall dont know the Prince that I know!" I started to walk away.
"I liked him okay......." She looked down. I turned around.
"You what?" I questioned.
"I liked him....but he obviously likes you, so go be with him."
"Are you sure. We could split if.."
"No...it's cool. I'm the one that spreaded those rumors anyway."
"Oh." I looked down and held my arm. "Well we should really head back."
"Okay.....we should..."
I Z Z Y's P.O.V.
Just as I spreaded those rumors to keep people away from him, I can make rumors to make everyone hate you, and trust me people love me. I went home and got on my blog.
@Bleeper342: retweeted @iHATEU's post: Girls need to learn how to stay away from my man.....he's such a bish.
@iHATEU posted a pic: Caption > "Ewww, Joel is such a hoe....she dirty and a skank.....
People retweeted my post like crazy. Man she just doesn't know. When you mess with the bull you get the horns. And she thought my sister was a mean hoe. She is but besides the point......Joel you and Prince are never gonna be together...EVER
<END OF HER P.O.V.>
1 M O R E W E E K I N T O S C H O O L * * *
They pointed and lauhed at me as I walked down the hallway. I shook my head and held back tears. When I shut my locker door, Izzy came up to me and gave me a huge hug.
"Girl....I heard you were a thot...and its all over this girl's twitter!" she sounded so phoney but I went with it.
"Um...where did you get these pics?"
"It's all over the internet." she raised her eyebrows.
"That's not even me.......but this girl said it was me, so immature."
"I know right...so catch you at my big party tonight? Bring Prince..."
"Um okay."
After school I went straight home and started cutting my wrist. I screamed and let out groans of both pain and relief, who knew this urging pain could feel so good. I shook my head, let out tears and bit my lip. Whoever this person was....was trying to bring me down again.....and I could honestly say it was working.
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