I immediently pulled back and pushed Troy away.

''What the hell do you think your playing at you anorexic ugly dirty fucking slut! Who said you could kiss MY man let alone even touch him?'' Amberlaughed and looked up and down at me,''Look at you.. Your so ugly, so fat, so disguisting and revolting..Your nothing Gabriella.'' She smirked.

Her words kept coming back at me like a ton of bricks.. Ugly. Fat. Revolting. Disguisting. Slut. Nothing. I watched her grab Troy's hand and pull him away from me, I watched her and her friends laugh continuenly, I watched her and heard her keep repeating those six hurtful words for the next few minutes, I fought back the tears as i looked over at Troy and a tear fell from my eye as he kept quiet, just standing there, not even helping me or saying anything to her. I closed my eyes and after a few minutes of replaying what just happened in my mind, I opened my eyes. It was quiet. They'd left. I fell to the ground letting the tears i held back escape from my eyes and hit the floor. After spending atleast an hour comforting myself in the drizzeling windy cold weather, I pulled myself off the floor and held myself together as I walked back to the apartment.

I slowly pulled myself up the staires, moaning in pain with every step I toke. My whole body began to ache from the lack of food in my stomach. The last time I ate a proper meal was over a week ago. I was starving. I could hear my stomach rumble but I fought back the tears and ignored it. I ignored the pain, I ignored the agony, I ignored the fact that my body was aching and sore all over because I knew in the end It was all going to be worth it. I'll be skinny like those girls in magazines, I'll be beautiful like those runway models, I'll be perfect. I'll be happy and perfect.

I could'nt give up now, I refuse too. I've come so far and I'm so close to becoming everything I've spent my entire life wishing I was.

I finally reached the bathroom and entered it, I stood by the mirror and reached down to bathroom counter were the razor lay. I picked it up, lifting my head and looking at my reflection in the mirror. ''Look at you.. Your so ugly, so fat, so ugly, so disguisting and revolting..'' The words kept spinning around in my head so much that I started to believe it was all true. Why else would she say all those cruel things to me? ''Your so ugly, so fat, so ugly, so disguisting, so revolting, so fat, so ugly, so disguisting. You anorexic ugly dirty fucking slut. Look at you, your nothing. so fat and ugly. Nothing.'' The words kept going in my head. They wouldn't stop. It's all I could hear and soon my ears we're filled with nothing but negative things. I screamed and threw myself at the mirror, breaking it into a thousand pieces which left cuts all over my arms and legs. I immediently fell to the floor and held myself as tears started to drip from my eyes, I grabbed a piece of glass that was lay on the cold wooden floor and pressed the Sharpe edge against my skin, slowly and deeply dragging it down my upper thigh, breathing out slowly. I could see thick blood appear suddenly and watched it drip onto the tiles. I dropped the piece of glass and grabbed a towel that was hung up beside me, pulling it towards me and gently pressing it against the warm blood on my thigh.

I pulled myself off the floor and made my way into my bedroom, turning off the ligh and climbing into my bed. Another night of crying, tears, pain, hurting. It's been like this for the last 3 years. Some nights I wonder when It will end, when it will be over, when I'll be happy again. Some nights I try to accept the fact that Maybe I was made to live a life full of pain and to be alone. I closed my eyes and let myself fall into the place where I could get a break from reality.. sleep.

I woke up to loud banging on my front door, I turned on my side and looked at my phone. 7 fucking am. I listened to it carry for for what seemed to be hours, I finally had enough and got out of bed. I walked down staires and sighed.

''Okay! I get it! I'm coming!'' I yelled, hoping they would hear me and calm down. I opened the door and looked up at the person standing there.

''I did'nt mean to wake you.. Um, can I come in? We need to talk.'' Troy asked.

I sighed, ''You've got five minutes, make it fast.'' I watched as Troy walked in and closed the door behind him.

''Are you okay? Look, I'm sorry about last night. I know i should of said something and I know i should of stood up for you. I did'nt mean to make you cry or make you..'' Troy glanced over at her arms. ''Cut yourself. I'm so sorry, Brie.'' he mumbled the last bit, pratically whispering.

I looked away, ''It doesn't really matter, what's done is done. The words, the cuts, They're all there. On my wrists and in my head, It's a little too late. Save your apology, it doesn't mean nothing, words don't mean nothing but you can do something for me.''

''Anything.'' Troy replied.

''Forget about me, forget about this, forget about everything. Let's go back to the way things we're before, when we we're complete strangers, you did'nt even know i existed, you did'nt care, you we're just Troy. The most popular guy in school who had everything with the head cheerleader as your girlfriend. It's better off that way.'' I held back tears as I kept my eyes on the ground.

''If that's what you want.''

''Yeah.. It's what I want and It's for the best.'' Tears began to fill my eyes, knowing i was lying to myself and holding myself back from screaming out the words i really wanted to say.

And that was it, I watched Troy look at me for what could be the last time, I could feel myself suddenly fall apart right infront of him, my fragile and delicate heart breaking into a million pieces. I fought back the tears that we're desperate to fall and just stood there. I slowly closed my eyes, waiting to hear the door open and close. I suddenly felt two strong and musclar arms wrap around me. I didn't speak, I didn't move, I didn't do anything. I just let the tears escape my eyes and let myself breathe. I was terrified that if I opened my eyes, It would go back to reality and all of what is happening would just be in my imagination.

''I'm not leaving you.'' Troy whispered gently into Gabriella's ear.

''Not now?'' I cried, stuttering a little.

''Not ever,'' He chuckled lightly, tightening his grip, pulling her closer to him and kissing her forehead. ''You're what matters to me, You're all that matters to me. Popularity, My reputation, A scholarship, none of that is worth more than you are, Gabs. Now can I see my girl smile?'' He pulled away.

I giggled, looking up at Troy and showing a smile. A real and genuine smile. His girl, My heart almost melted at those words but I managed to keep calm and not turn into some complete loser. ''One thing, What are you going to do about Amber?'' My smile slightly faded.

''I'm going to be completely honest with her.''

''What? Are you crazy? NO YOU CAN'T.'' I yelled.

He chuckled. ''Don't worry babe, I'll protect you.'' he winked, adding sarcasm.

''This is'nt funny!'' I frowned, ''If she found out that you left her for me, well I don't know what she'd do but can we please just not tell anyone about us, just yet?''

Troy saw the fear in Gabriella's eyes and pulled her into his arms, ''Sure babe, Anything for you.'' He sighed, The one thing he hated was seeing her look so scared and worried but she was his now and he made a promise with himself that he'd protect her from any sort of danger and he was gonna stick to that.

''Thankyou, really.'' I smiled, tilting my head up and pressing my lips against his gently. I slowly smiled as the kiss got deeper and more passionate, I let my hands fall from the back of his head and wrap around his neck, i giggled as i felt him scoop me into his arms and place me onto the table, I pulled him closer and reconnected our lips, wrapping my legs around his waist and adding some tongue to the kiss, wanting more.

''Dude, should I come back later?''

I quickly pulled back from Troy and looked over at the guy who was stood by the door.

''Trey!'' I squealed, jumping down from the table and running around to the other side to give him a cuddle.

''Hey lil sis!'' He chuckled, lightly squeezing her.

''What are you doing here?'' I asked, curious.

''What do you mean? I rang you last month and told you I was coming to visit, remember sis?'' He kept his eyes on Gabriella.

I laughed, ''Oh yeah, I totally forgot. Silly me,''

Troy looked at Gabriella, the look in her eyes, it was the same fear she had when he mentioned telling her the truth about the two. Actually, It was deeper and even worse. Something wasn't right here. ''Hey there! I'm Gabriella's boyfriend, Troy.'' He held out his hand and glanced over at Trinity who was smiling right at him. He playfully winked at her only for her to giggle and looked back at Trey.

''Hey dude!'' Trey shoke hands with Troy and hugged him. ''Better be taking good care of my lil sis, yeah?''

''Of course, doing the best I can.'' He smiled as Gabriella walked over to him and stood by his side. ''Keeping her safe and protecting her,'' He put his arm around her.

''And right now, I can't complain. He's doing an amazing job.'' I giggled, sticking my tongue out at him.

''Thankyou Missy,'' Troy kissed her nose.

''Enough of the cheesy lovey stuff, you guys up for getting something to eat and maybe a party?'' Trey slightly smirked at Gabriella.

''What do you think, babe? You wanna go?'' Troy asked Gabriella.

''Actually, I'm really worn out and tired. I think I might just pass this one and head up to bed.'' I tightened my grip on Troy's hand.

''Ah, yeah man. I think we'll leave it tonight but hey, how are you long in town for?''

''For a while, Actually.''

''Awesome! Well then, I'm sure we can get together again soon.'' Troy gave Trey a hug and pulled away.

''Nice seeing you lil' sis,'' Trey hugged Gabriella and smirked to himself.

''You too, I'll see you soon.'' I smiled and sighed in relief as I watched him walk out of the door. I turned around and looked at Troy

''I'm not even gonna ask, I'll ask tomorrow. Come on babe, Let's get you to bed.'' He smiled at Gabriella.

And as usual, I'm not looking forward to tomorrow.