TW: Bullying, Self-Harm (SH)
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"Violet!" I heard Sam, entering the bathroom , calling me.
"Yeah" I answered , making my presence seemed while steadying myself on the sink.
"The teacher called us to the gym"
"Oh okay"I said, uninterested.
"Please tell me you didn't do it again" She said, suddenly serious.
"Don't worry I didn't" I lied.
"Good, cuz don't forget you promised me"
"Yeah , yeah, let's just go"
As we got to the gym,all the eyes turned towards us as if we did something.
"Girls" The principle started.
"Are you the ones who turned on the fire alarm?"
"What do you mean" Sam asked.
"Felix assumed that he saw both of you turning on the fire alarm and before I make my decision, I want to see if it's the truth"
"We are not the ones who turned it on, we haven't even heard anything"
"Anyone who did it would've said that" Felix spoked.
"This is a serious crime, we got a call from the firefighters because of that, I should expel both of you"
"Please believe us when we say we didn't do it" Sam said
"Fine,I'll let ya'll of the hook….this time"
We almost got expelled cause of Felix. Of course this happens all the time
"I'm sure Felix just wants us dead at this point" Sam pointed out.
"Yeah... I know he hates us,but I didn't think he hated us that much," I murmured, staring at the ground.
"Really? I thought you already got the hint that he doesn't just hate us—he 100% despises us. No, actually, scratch that. He hates us 1000%. And even that feels like a compliment ."
"Thanks, Sam. You really know how to keep my hopes up," I muttered sarcastically. "For a second, I almost believed Felix still had a heart."
Sam scoffed. "Girl, don't tell me you still have feelings for him... You gotta move on."
Yeah, I had feelings for Felix. Maybe I still do. I know it sounds crazy—it is crazy—but until today, I really thought there was still hope. Guess not.
"I'm sorry, okay?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been trying to move on, trying to forget... but I just can't."
I knew Sam was only looking out for me. I didn't want to disappoint her.
Before she could say anything, a voice cut through the hallway.
"Move out of the way."
Felix shoved past us without a second glance.
"Excuse you?" Sam snapped, clearly pissed.
Felix turned, that signature cocky smirk plastered on his face. "Got something to say?"
Sam folded her arms. "Yeah. You're acting like a real asshole. Was almost getting us expelled from dance school not enough for you?"
Felix let out a mock laugh. "Awww, someone's angry. Samantha, you have no idea what I'm capable of."
And then, before I could stop myself, the words slipped out. "But why are you doing this to us?"
Shit.
Felix's smirk widened as he turned his attention to me. "Oh, finally speaking up, huh? Took you long enough. And to answer your question? I don't just hate you. I fucking cannot stand you. You didn't listen to me when I told you to kill yourself. You're a pathetic, good-for-nothing waste of space."
The words hit like a sledgehammer.
Sam's face twisted in disgust. "You're diabolical. How could you say that to someone?"
Felix scoffed. "Sorry to break it to you, but she's not 'someone.' She's a nobody."
That was it.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I ran.
By the time I got home, I didn't say a word to my mom. I went straight to my room, shutting the door behind me. My feet carried me into the bathroom—it was connected to my bedroom.
My hands were shaking as I reached for the blade.
Without thinking, I pressed it to my skin.
First my wrist. Then my forearm. Then all the way to my shoulder.
Cutting.
Deeper.
Rougher.
The words echoed in my head like a relentless drumbeat:
YOU'RE NOTHING.
YOU SHOULD JUST KILL YOURSELF.
YOU'RE A DISAPPOINTMENT.
SELFISH.
UGLY.
The world blurred.
And then—
Everything went black.