I woke up today and as usual the pain in my leg was unbearable. I mean my rib hurt too but nothing compared to my leg. I got out of bed and headed to my bathroom. I flicked on the light, I sighed as I reached for the nob to turn on the water. I did and turned and took off my pajamas. Standing in the blinding light of my bathroom I stared at my body. I was skinny and tall, but I also had a lump on the right side of my ribs.

I ran my hand over it and pushed it in with force. I bit my lip as the pain swam through my body. I let a few tears slip out as I crawled into the shower. I stood there and washed my hair. It got down to the part where I washed my body, I hated this part cause my body is just always sore. I put some body wash in my hands and ran up and down my left leg.

I could feel the knot forming, I didn't push on it or prod at it, I learned my lesson already today. I finished washing and turned off the water. I pulled a towel out and wrapped it around my body. I stepped out and grabbed my tooth brush, I brushed my teeth and then my hair. I dried off my body and left my bathroom and went to my closet pulling out something to wear this fine wednesday.

I pulled on some random underwear and a white bra. I slipped on some black jeans and a white V-neck. I grabbed some socks and put on my black converse. I didn't have enough energy to change any of my piercings. I grabbed my hoodie off my desk along with my backpack and ran down the steps.

"Paige, I made you breakfast." My father said. I rounded the corner already annoyed with the fact he was up so early, he didn't have to go into work till one. "Dad, I'm fine. I'm gonna go to school now." "Paige, you really should eat." "Dad, I just don't want to right now. I'll get something later." I said leaving my house. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and started the car.

I hated being blunt with my dad, he just worries, but at the same time if I don't wanna eat I don't wanna eat. I turned on my stereo and Green Day filled my car's once silence with beautiful melodious tones of Good Riddance. I sang along as I got to school. I tried to always be here right as the bell rang. Less time for bullies that way.

I walked into the school and the halls were seemingly empty. I made my way over to my locker, throwing my book bag down and putting in the code for my locker. I heard another locker open and turned to see a couple of the kids that rode with the popular crowd. Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson and Jack Barakat. I quickly grabbed my stuff and closed my locker.

I turned and they were looking at me. I did as nice people do and smiled as I passed them. I walked down the hall to my first period. I opened the door taking a step inside. "Ahh. Mrs.Colegrove. Do we have a note this morning?" My Latin teacher asked me. "No sir." I said quickly taking my seat. "As usual." He said and continued giving us our work for the day.

I stared out the window with my last 15 minutes of my 4th period. It was math and I don't know why but I liked math, and I was good at it. The bell rang and I picked up all my stuff quickly making my way back my locker. I grabbed my books and shut my locker. I ran down the hall and made it outside. I walked down passed all the senior picnic tables and sat down at what I consider to be my designated tree.

I put in my head phones and let the sounds of Mad Caddies take me away. 'When I went out on my own I was a young man only Seventeen right down to the day." I sang in my head. I was pretending to play the guitar with my fingers. I looked over at the tables, I hated seeing people so happy at school. This place is like a prison, except prisons have nicer food. As my eyes paned across the crowds they met the three's eyes from this morning. I saw Jack stand up but my attention was drawn to my bully standing up.

I felt my chest rise and fall fast. "Oh no." I said standing up grabbing my stuff. He was walking down the path towards me. I started to run and he chased me. I made it to the end of one of the halls, I pulled on the door but it was locked. I turned around pushing my back against the cold metal. I was thinking of a way out when he came around the corner.

"Well then, on top of not showing up this morning we can count running away too." He said stepping closer. I tried to keep my composer, trying not to show any fear but he always saw through it. "No ones here to help you this time." I looked around, sure enough alone. I let a tear roll down my face. "Awwe, don't cry yet. I haven't even done anything." He got closer to me and I only forced my body harder into the doors behind me.

I looked up at his face. His hand came down swift and smacked me right across the cheek. I breathed in trying to control my heart rate. "I never get a reaction from you anymore. Let's see if I can get one." I held up my hand to block his but he pushed it out of the way and punched me in the ribs. I doubled over. He did it again, and again. A total of three. I still wouldn't give him any sort of satisfaction in hurting me, then he got mad.

He took his knee and shoved it into my stomach same spot where he repeatedly punched it before. I let out a squeal followed by heavy breathing. I fell to the ground and cried, hysterically. He stepped away. I continued. It felt like I just got shot. I screamed but held it back by taking my bottom lip in my teeth. "shit." He said and ran. I continued to sit on my knees and hold my side while I cried.

Every time I brathed it got worse. I let out another cry. "Hello?" Someone said. I didn't open my eyes or anything I just pushed myself against the wall. I screamed out again as I moved any part of my body involving my stomach. I heard foot steps. "Are you ok?" I opened my eyes. I looked up at him and nodded no.

"Should I call a teacher?" He asked. "No, j-just here are m-my keys. Help me t-to my car, will you drive me to the hospital?" I asked putting all my faith in this person. "Of course." I held out my hand and he pushed it away and hooked one arm under my knees and the other around my body. I grabbed onto his shirt and held on. I was biting my lip again cause the pain was excruciating.

"My cars black." I said my chest heaving. "I know what car you drive." He said. I felt him unlock the door. He slid me into the passenger seat. I heard him runaround. He jumped in and started the car. I was holding my side. "God! This fucking hurts so much!" I said through clenched teeth. "It will be ok we're really close to the hospital." He said. Then slammed on the breaks. My body went a little forward and shoved my hand into the spot. I screamed and blacked out.

I turned a little and felt pain. I sat up. "fuck." I whispered. "Don't move to fast you'll hurt yourself." I looked up to see Jack sitting in the chair next to my bed rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked. He looked at me. "I drove you here, I found you..." He said. "did you see what happened... you know to me?" I asked not making eye contact. "Do you wish I didn't?" He asked.

I wiped my face with my hand. "Yeah, you don't need to get involved with him. He's evil." I said. "It would be better if you let me help-" "Oh my gosh! You're awake! What happened?!" My dad yelled running into the room. He brought me in a hug. Jack got up and left. "Dad, I'm fine." "Your rib broke. Why didn't you tell me you had another spot?" He asked sitting next to me. "Cause I just got my hair back."

I looked at me hands. "Boo, you gotta tell me things alright? I can't loose you." He said pulling me into a hug. "How late do you work?" "4." I sighed. "Alright, can I leave is that ok?" "Yeah, just be careful." "I promise." I kissed his forehead and stood up. I pulled my clothes out of the bag and put back on my bra and underwear. I put on my hoodie and my pants. I didn't even bother with my shirt. Plus I have Ace bandage wrapped around my torso.

I picked up my chart. "One broken rib and another is cracked in two places. Fantastic." I said putting the clip board back. I grabbed my shirt and shoes and went to leave the room. "Is it too much if I asked for a ride home? I ride with one of my friends and he also has your back pack, we live next door." I stared at Jack. "Sure." I said we walked out of the hospital. I had a little limp.

"did you get hit in your leg too?" He asked. "No, I just have an issue with it and it gets worse at night." I leaned down and massaged my leg. I stood back up and kept walking, it felt a little better. "So... this is a little awkward." Jack said getting into the passenger side. "Why?" I asked. "Cause we haven't talked since like 6th grade, mainly because you were never at school." "Yeah so? I'm just dropping you off."

I got in and started my car. It hurt to move my right arm considering my broken and cracked ribs were on that side. I listened to Jack tell me where he lived. I pulled into his drive way. "Let me grab your bag I'll be right back." He ran across his lawn and knocked on a door. The door swung open to reveal Alex. He handed Jack two bags, one being mine and another that I assumed was his.

He opened the passenger side putting my bag in the seat. He went to close the door. "Hey Jack?" He stopped and poked his head in. "Yeah." "Thank you." He smiled. "I'm glad I could help." He shut the door and walked to his house. I pulled out of his driveway and headed towards my house. I pulled in the driveway and got out. My rib hurt but I'd get used to the pain, I always did.

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