Meanest Words can Hurt the Toughest Person (RE-UPLOAD)
AN:Sorry guys,my old computer had a little glitch. Hope this would satisfy your needs! -ONESHOT-
DISCLAIMER:I do not own HOA.
hurt. Everywhere I went,remarks from people shoot at me and break the shield that protects me from harm. Piece by piece,my cold exterior front shatters into millions more. I may seem like the cruel,heartless bitch,but I'm not. I'm more than that.
"When did you start being her friend instead of mine,Fabian?" I sneered,looming over the brunette and his dear,sweet Nina. It may seem like I'm jealous,but I'm not.
"Since you've become a witch,Patricia." His words fill my ears and I felt my jaw drop. My eyes filled with unshed tears as I hear Jerome and Alfie snicker behind my back. I rush out of the room and up the stairs towards Mara and my room. I slammed the door shut and threw myself onto a bed. I didn't care whose's bed,I just needed to cry all my feelings out. I felt warm droplets slide down my face. Why am I crying? My shield was broken. I walk blindly around the room,trying to see through the tears and finally reach my bedside drawer. The one filled with the razor. I let out a frustrated scream and threw a shoe at the door and then took out the sharp razor. I nicked it from Victor. THe sharp edge inched slowly towards my wrist and slashed my skin. I smile contently, watching beads of liquidy red form and drip towards the carpet. Let the frustration float away... I close my eyes,feeling the pain. The pain made me happy...
"Patricia,what are you doing?" I opened my eyes to face Jerome. My eyes widened as I try to jam the razor under my covers.
"N-nothing,"I stammer. But it was too late. Jerome had seen the blood. Jerome had seen the razor. And Jerome had completely seen through my lie.
"Are...are you cutting?" His voice was filled with disbelief as he took a seat beside me. I shook with fear. He took my wrist gently and gaped.
"Patricia,what's wrong?" That's when I lost it. I started sobbing and spilled my life's sorrows and woes to him. He looked astonished. When I stopped,my face was buried into his shoulder and his arm was snaked around my waist.
"Trixie,look up." I gazed upwards and he started speaking.
"People do love you." I scoffed.
"Like who?" I saw him hesitate.
"Like me." Jerome dipped down and captured my lips in a sweet kiss. Maybe things were getting better. Just maybe.
THE END. Did you guys like it? I hope ^-^ ! ~Michelle.
