10:49

The rest of the day wasn't that bad, for once Taylor and her sluts didn't bother me. Which felt weird

I shuddered to wonder what they were going to do to me after class. The bell rang making half the class jump, including me. I looked at the clock and it said 10:50. Thank god, it's lunch! I thought to sigh happily. As I was exiting the class I felt someone tap on my shoulder I turned around expecting to see Taylor but was greeted by Dalton. He still had a big smile on his face. What was with him and smiling?

“Hey um since we are partners for the project I was wondering if you uh….” Dalton scratched the back of his neck I had no idea what was going on.

“D-Do you maybe want to come over to my house to work on it I get it if you don’t-”I cut Dalton off.

“No it’s fine I guess I could come over but not today maybe another day." The person that sounded like me said, believe me, if it was me I would have told him to fuck off. and then it made me smile! Dalton smiled back walking away with a wave.

I had no idea what just happened it didn't sound like me? I blinked did I just say that?No that wasn't me. I fought with my thoughts shaking my head. I grit my teeth clenching my hands into a fist. No, I knew who this was, it was the one I thought I got rid of with all my painful memories of the past. It was. . . Night. . . .

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I try to ignore the thought of Night being back but couldn’t. I was walking clouded in my thoughts when I got pushed. I stumbled and fell to the cold tile floor sliding on my back a little. I grabbed my arm as one of my cuts re- opened. I looked up to see Taylor with her sluts she calls friends standing there grinning. As she walked closer to me I backed up hitting into a locker.

Damn it now I’m screwed! I thought.

I looked back at my arm to see blood seething through my jacket. Maybe more than one cut opened. . . I thought to admire my now bloodied jacket.

Taylor looked pissed as she glared daggers at me. I could tell she was thinking about what she was going to do to me next. She stopped, paused, and smirked giggling with her sluts as they whispered. She raised her hand I assume to slap me I quickly covered my face with my hands snapping my eyes shut waiting to be slapped but instead Taylor kicked me in the stomach as her bitches punched me over and over.

I assume it was about 20 minutes because they stopped, mostly good bored. I looked at my hands they were covered in blood, I sighed, my blood. . . I tried to move but every muscle I moved made a stinging pain shoot through my body. Heh. . . . I was too weak to move. I never thought I’d die alone, heh, or at least not like this. I thought to smile As my vision started to get blurred.

This is what I wanted for so many years, to be gone, away from this horrible race. But for some reason, it didn't feel as good as I thought and I suddenly didn't want to go. I was waiting for Taylor to finish me off to put me out of my misery but instead, heard yelling and heavy footstep. I heard an annoying ringing in my ears then it all went black. . . .

Yo Yo! Hello, people of the interwebs! Do people even say that anymore? Whatever! I made just a filler chapter until shit gets real! Maybe. . . I don't know! We'll see!

Anywhore, hope you liked the chapter see ya later!