Cross your heart
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Hey. My name’s Christina. Welcome to my life of constant bullying and abuse. Maybe you’d get bored here but whatever. Read it or leave it.
Do you wonder what I mean by “bullying and abuse”?
Well, my mom died when I was 4 and dad remarried when I was 12. That’s… 3 years ago. I’m 15. Soon to be a 16.
He married a former teacher at my school whose name is Brigit. And she has two daughters from her previous marriage. Katherine and Janice.
Katherine and Janice are twins but to me, they both look like they’re completely strangers. They don’t even look alike. Katherine is slim and has a bitchy attitude, when Janice has a fat body with a childish attitude. But, the both hate me.
We could say I’m like Cinderella. You know, the step mother and step-sister thing? Yeah, they’re like that.
I am in the kitchen and getting ready for school, while the twins are having their “beauty bath” or whatever they call it. Even my step-mother has one.
“Dad, where are you going?” I ask when I see him with a large suitcase and his luggage.
“Christina… I’m sorry but I have to go… We have a serious thing going on in Africa and as a doctor I have to step in,” he says as he hugs me.
That’s the 5th time he had left.
“A-Alright… how long?” I ask.
“About 5 months… maybe more… I don’t know baby girl, I don’t know…” he answers.
Tears run up to my eyes and I hug him tight.
“Promise me it’ll be over soon and you’ll come back fast,” I pleaded.
He whispers to me and then let’s go. Dad walked through the door as I heard it close.
That means hell to me…
~SCHOOL~
“Hey there Chris!” my friend shouts across the hall.
“Hey Charlie… What’s up?”
She doesn’t say anything, she just pulls me to the window which has the view to the front yard of the school.
“See him?” she asks, pointing to a tall guy, throwing a paper to someone.
“Yeah, what about him?”
“Who is he?”
Did I forget to mention, that Charlie is my best friend and she moved her like… 2 weeks ago?
“You do not want to be around him,” I whisper.
“Why not? Is there something wrong with him?” she asks.
I nod and try to walk away.
Charlie keeps staring at the guy until she realizes that he has left the spot.
Then I bumped into someone quite… girly.
“Watch it you fag!” she yells.
“Oh, sorry Katherine…” I say and get up from the floor.
“Don’t you sorry me! Look what you’ve done to my nails!” she yells again…
“Look, I’ll make it up to you at home. Bye.”
She’s such a… spoiled brat. Everything that happens to her is because of ‘me’. Like, what have I ever done?
Then again I bumped into someone, but I was so close to falling through the fence. Our lockers are on the second floor and the fences are quite short…
His tight arms gripped my back and waist, not letting me fall backwards and die.
“Are you ok?” he asks.
I gazed into his blue orbs and I couldn’t even stop staring. He was gorgeous! His face is perfection!
I heard a lot of people around us just gasp and gossip some bad things about me ‘till I nodded and just mouthed a ‘thank you’. I shuttered…
That guy was my bully.
I ran through the hall and forgot what’s on my schedule. I forgot. Just because I saw him.
“Crap! I have Math… how could I forget that?!”
As I got in the classroom I came just in time. Everyone was sitting there and chatting. I was just in time before the bell rang to say that it’s time to start.
And there was no empty seat…
“Mrs. Richards, you’re just in time. Take a seat next to Mr. Biersack,” my teacher said.
Why HIM? Why HIM?! WHYYY!?
I slowly walked to the desk as others just booed and gave him ‘sorry’.
Why do they hate me? Oh, yeah… because of Janice and Kath…
I sat down and tried to get to the edge as far as possible. I’m not comfortable around guys and I have never been in a room with one. Except dad. But he doesn’t count this time.
As we started I quickly got out my homework. I LOVE Math. It’s my favorite subject! I love it! IT’s amazing!!!
Just writing notes and all the other stuff, the teacher had to leave the classroom for a few minutes because he was called by the principal.
Leaving me sit there with the bully.
“I don’t bite, why are you sitting at the edge? You could fall again,” he says.
I roll my eyes and just ignore him. I pull out my small notebook and a pencil. I always doodle or write stuff when I get to.
So, I open it and it accidentally opens at the page where I draw Steven Tyler. Did you watch Armageddon? His band made the sound track for the movie!
“What’s that? Did you draw it?” he asks.
“Y-Yeah… W-Why?” I shutter.
“Christina, what did I say about shuttering?”
“Sorry…”
I open a new page and just start drawing something random until it quickly ends up like a picture of a broken heart which bleeds.
“Done,” I whisper to myself.
Soon enough I feel a hand on my hand and it sends shivers down my spine. I look up and see blue eyes looking at my blue ones.
“That’s beautiful,” he said.
“Thank you…”
“Why don’t you ever call me by my name?” he asks.
I actually don’t like calling him by his name… it’s… too hot.
“Uh… I… Um…”
Seriously? That was all I could say?
“Say it, or something bad will happen after school,” he says.
I gulp and say his name: “Andy.”
Notes
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Awe so cute
6/21/15