Don't Leave Me Alone

Chapter 1.

Screech.

The car rolled down the slippery road, The car finally came to a halt,

"Mum, dad, Don't do this to me", I screamed pushing both of them, I look at my bloody sister and pull her closer to me, "Rebecca wake up, please wake up, please", suddenly, everything went blank.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

My alarm goes on sending me back to reality. I guess I had another nightmare.

I rush to my bathroom and look inside the mirror, I wonder why my face hasn't shattered it a long time ago considering the fact that I'm ugly.

My frizzy brown hair, My light but dull puffy hazel eyes, terribly plump lips, dull personality and skinny body doesn't make it any better.

I'm the one everybody picks on at school, even teachers pick on me because I always get A' s in their subject except for Mrs. Crook, she gets me and she was a close friend of my mother.

I feel a single tear rolling down my cheek in memory. I lost everyone and everything I love that day. No one knows about the car crash apart from Mrs. Crook, Principal Shay, I and maybe some other people.

They all tell me I'm lucky but I wished I died with them that day, I have been visiting therapists because I almost committed suicide but I guess it's not my time.

I take a quick bath and wear my normal clothes, grey sweatpants and a black hoodie with a black converse. I walk to the kitchen and prepare some bacon and eggs.

I used to live in my aunt's place before she also passed away, she was like a mother to me.

I wonder why everybody I love has to leave me. It's like I'm carrying a curse over my head.

Now I live alone because I'm seventeen. My parents and sister died when I was eight, then I was living with my aunt before she died last year and since I'll soon be an adult I rented an apartment for myself.

I finish my food, wash the dishes, floss and brush my teeth then carry my backpack. I checked for the time on my iPhone that I saved up to buy, It is already seven-thirty which means the bell will ring in thirty minutes.

I quickly enter the driver's seat of the Mercedes Benz my aunt got me on my sixteenth birthday. I pull out of the parking lot.

I'm not like all those people who have been in a car crash and refuse to take the wheel. I'm like a Paul Walker in the making, if it's not fast and furious then it's not driving at all.

In less than twenty minutes, I arrive at school which is supposed to be a forty minutes drive. I quickly get a parking space at the rear end of the parking lot, far away from the popular people's parking section.

I remember when I parked in Krista Dawns parking space. She told some guys to throw rotten eggs on my car and she stopped using the space. I had to take my car to a car wash and they collected two hundred bucks from me. I was so angry.

I take my backpack from the passengers seat, pull my hoodie over my head and a get out of my car. I normally use the back door that leads to hallway D where my locker is and to avoid people picking on me.

I quickly put my books inside my locker, taking out my first subject for today, Biology.

My locker is the nearest to the door and there are just about five to ten popular people on my hallway.

I turn around just to bump into a wall. Since when did the hallway become narrower?

I heard a laugh and the laugh is coming from the wall. Most definitely not a wall,

I look up to see who it is, immediately I see who it is, the hair on my neck stands in fright. It was him, The person that has picked on me since seventh grade, The second person that hates me most aka,

Daniel Foxer.