Don't fall.
Chapter 15
****FLASHBACK****
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"Ewww. Look at that cow!"
"Seriously. How fat can she be?"
"MOOOOOOOOOOOO. Want some food?"
"Look at the she-beast."
"What do you guys want?" I asked them.
"Not a fat cheerleaders, that's for sure." They all
laughed together.
I walked away.
"Hey. Don't leave cow." They all screamed.
They came after me and one girl grabbed me by the hair and pulled
me down.
I felt someone punching me in the stomach. Once. Twice. Three
times.
I puked everywhere.
"Look. The cow is already loosing weight."
A fist hit my mouth. 5 times in a row. "I'm gonna make
sure hew jaw is swollen shut so she can't eat."
Everyone laughed, the guys video taped.
"What the f/ck is going on here?" A powerful voice
said.
Everyone looked up and saw the coach. "What the f/ck
happened to her?"
Everyone looked around at each other as the cops got called
in.
That was all I remembered until everything went blank.
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I woke up in the hospital to my mother sitting next to me,
holding my hand.
She was crying when she saw me open my eyes. "You're
awake!" She said.
A rush of doctors and assistance came in to treat me.
After that my principal, the police, and my coaches walked
in.
They looked at me, "We're so sorry about what
happened." They turned to my mom, "Hospital bills and
procedures are going to be paid for by the students on the
teams." said the police officer.
Coach Amy started speaking, "There will be no varsity cheer
team and most of the varsity football players have been suspended
for the season. I'm so sorry about what happened." She
held my face in her hands. "You didn't deserve
that."
They all walked out of the room and I turned to my mom,
"What next?" I asked.
She shrugged, "I'm going to talk to your father. Find
out if you can spend a year or two with him."
I nodded. "Soon. Please."
She smiled and held my face, "I love you baby." She
said as she kissed my cheek.
I shrugged and didn't say a thing.
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I was released 9 days later. It was 3 weeks until school ended, I
was going to get shipped to my dad as soon as I could.
I logged onto my facebook, twitter, and instagram for the first
time in 2 weeks.
There was a lot of hate.
"Drink bleach and die."
"You're fat."
"Cow. MOOOOO."
"Were you getting weight loss surgery?"
I just sat in my room and cried. No one loved me. I was fat and
ugly.
I went into the bathroom and puked up everything I had in my
body.
I took a razor and slashed at my body.
I was ready to go.
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