Bullies~Chapter 3

A/N:Yo! So this is chapter 3.

This is told from the girls POV. See I didn't tell u her name yet. I know that's probably bugging a lot of u but....too bad. lol =)

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Guilt is eating away at me.

Too much.

Too long.

I need to do something.

So I'm going to.

If I wasn't here tomorrow

Would anybody care

If my time was up I wanna know

You were happy I was there

If I wasn't here tomorrow

Would anyone lose sleep

If I wasn't hard and hollow

Then maybe you would miss me

I went to the only teacher who seems to trust me after school and asked her for one thing.

Where James lived.

The best part?

She gave it to me.

I smile at the paper I hold in my hand, Thanked her and left.

Left to hopefully clear this mess.

But I've always had high hopes.

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone

Someone that I like better

I can never forget

So don't remind me of it forever

So here I am, walking down the street.

The sidewalk to be more exact.

The bloody sidewalk.

And I fear that it's James' blood.

What's worse.

Is that my fears are...

Right.

What if I just pulled myself together

Would it matter at all

What if I just try not to remember

Would it matter at all

All the chances that have passed me by

Would it matter if I gave it one more try

Would it matter at all

I turn and walk onto the driveway.

I walk up to the wooden door and knock.

His dad answered.

"Who the hell are you!?" He snaps "Wait. I don't care who you are. Just what do you want!?"

"I need to see James," I tell him. My voice is....strong oddly.

He laugh. "Why would you want to see my devil of a son!" I look straight into the mans eyes.

He isn't joking.

He hates James.

And he's drunk. BIG time.

"Eh, I don't care. The brats up in his room. Just don't be too loud. I need to sleep."

Yeah sleep off that hangover. You dunk messed up piece of shit! I thought

But I only nod and pass him into the house then up the stairs.

If I wasn't here tomorrow

Would anybody care

Still stuck inside this sorrow

I've got nothing and going nowhere

I didn't need to ask what room was James'.

It was plain as day.

I walk to the door and knock.

"James?" I ask as I open the door.

What I saw....scared me.

It scared me half to death.

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone

Someone that I like better

I can never forget

So don't remind me of it forever

James.....

James with a gun.

To his head.

"JAMES NO!" I screeched. I ran towards him.

What if I just pulled myself together

Would it matter at all

What if I just try not to remember

Would it matter at all

All the chances that have passed me by

Would it matter if I gave it one more try

Would it matter at all

What happened next.

Was just a blur.

I tackled him.

Gun shot.

Pain in my thigh.

Crimson blood.

My blood.

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone

Someone that I like better

Can you help me forget

don't wanna feel like this

forever...forever

I pull myself over to the wall.

My hand is pressed on my thigh.

Just above my knee on the side,

Was a bullet hole.

I let out small grunts of pain.

Knowing if I were to scream his dad would hear.

Then he'd get in trouble. Huge trouble. I didn't what to think what a drunk would do. Definitely not just lecture him.

"Shit." I hear him mutter.

What if I just pulled myself together

Would it matter at all

What if I just try not to remember

Would it matter at all

All the chances that have passed me by

Would it matter if I gave it one more try

He turns to me.

"What the he-" He starts to yell but then he stops.

He sees my face, my hands at my thigh.

Putting pressure. Trying to stop the pain.

He sees the blood.

He froze.

If I live tomorrow

Would anybody care

Stuck in this sorrow

Going nowhere

I try to keep myself from screaming in pain.

I am waiting.

For him.

I can't do anything for myself.

I can't even move.

All the chances that have passed me by

Would it matter if I gave it one more try

Would it matter at all

I wait for him.

To help me.

Not that I deserve it.


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