Quinn's P.O.V
Everyone hates me, I even hate me. I can't do this anymore. I have made so many mistakes in my life and I have hurt so many people! I cheated on Finn with Puck, I had a baby with Puck, I ruined my parents' marriage, I cheated on Sam with Finn, and I only went out with Finn again for popularity. I thought I could keep him from finding out about me using him; I thought after everything I have done and all the people I hurt that I could still win Prom Queen. Everyone found out I was using Finn for popularity and they all hated me for it, especially Finn. I was all alone and I just wanted to die.
I went downstairs and I found a knife in the drawer, I took it up to my room. I sat on the edge of my bed debating whether this would be a good idea or not. But I finally just thought "Fuck it! No one's going to care anyway! They all hate me!" I brought the knife to my wrist and slowly pierced it into my ivory skin. It felt good; it felt as if all of my problems had gone away. I cut myself 2 more times and after a while it didn't feel so good anymore. I started feeling nauseous and I quickly ran to my bathroom. I emptied the contents of my stomach and decided to take a shower after I calmed down a bit.
After a long, hot shower I decided I would go to bed early so I would be ready for all of the hatred that would be thrown my way tomorrow, at school.
I woke up the next morning with a horrible headache and my arms were itching and aching. I should have never cut myself! Why am I so stupid!
I pulled my aching body out of bed and got dressed for school. I made sure I wore a long sleeve shirt though so nobody could see my cuts; not that they would care.
I got to school as slowly as I possibly could; I stopped at the coffee shop to grab a latte and I even took the long route to the school.
When I walked in I was greeted with hateful stares and name calling from behind. I wish I was invisible; it would make everything a whole lot easier.
I had finally reached my locker but before I could finish doing my combo I turned around to get my books out of my bag and suddenly I saw bright red liquid hurling straight towards my face; I had been slushied. I could feel the sticky slush slide down my face and the rest of my body. It was cold and sticky but the worst part about being slushied was the humiliation; slow motion laughter fills your hears and you see people pointing at you. It was probably the worst thing in the world for your reputation, as well.
I quickly ran through the halls covered in slushie and made it to the girl's bathroom to clean myself up. I spent the whole morning cleaning the sticky, red slushie residue out of my hair and clothes. I finally knew what it felt like to be a loser.
I went through the rest of my classes that day trying to avoid talking to anyone that I possibly could. It was time for Glee Club though and I knew I would have to speak to someone but I still tried as hard as I could not to, especially Sam or Finn. I sat at the far back corner of the classroom and listen to Mr. Shue give his daily lesson, I watched as Rachel did her usual complaining and watched as the rest of the Glee club argued with one another. The only people that were quiet were me and Sam. I would occasionally catch him watching me from across the room but when I looked in his direction he just bowed his head and pretended he wasn't starring.
Throughout class my arm started getting really itchy. I guess it was probably the sticky corn syrup getting into my cuts. But it was really bothering me. I looked around to make sure no one was looking at me, especially Sam. I gently pulled up my sleeve being careful not to show too much of my cuts or make them sting more and I slightly itched my arm.
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