FOUR NELLY HILLS..

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"Elijah," I pull away from him, his hands dropping to his sides. He becomes silent, his jaw clenched and he looked angrier than ever. It scared the f**k out of me. I started to get a panic attack, was he gonna hit me? W-what was he gonna do..? My eyes widen, as he rolls his eyes scoffing while turning around to head back to where he came from. I started having a panic attack. I was still wet as f**k. I was cold, I was alone. It was dark. Flashbacks echoed in my mind. His voice. His touch. His face. And the psychopath grin that had been haunting me for years, with the hysterical laughing. I immediately collapse to the floor on my knees, holding myself in my arms. It felt like I couldn't speak. I wanted to scream Elijah's name, but it was like the words were ripped out of my mind. "E-E-EL-LIJA..H!!" I scream as loud as I could, but I doubt that he's still walking down the street. "ELIJAHH!!!! PLEASE-P-PLEASE, E-ELI—" I shout again, screaming in the process, As I begin to see white spots, and my vision starts getting blurry. I collapse to the ground head down. I guess he really wasn't coming. I think to myself, laughing. _____ "I think she's awake," I open my eyes to come face to face with Astrid. She was one of the quiet and outcasts. I quickly sit up, to find harlowe pacing worriedly in the living room. I wake up to Astrid's place. Guess she was the one who found me. A tear slips in my eyes as I check my phone. 3:07 AM. I sigh, quickly followed by many tears. "W-what's wrong Nelly?" Astrid questions rushing to my side. "T-thanks for taking care of me." "Hey it's no problem at all, and I guess you're upset about the video aren't you..?" I shake my head. "Everything." I say wiping my tears, noticing some new bruises and scars. "Uhm, I'm just gonna go home now.." They both nod, escorting me outside. We all say goodbye to each other, and I proceed towards the street walking down. Tears shed in my eyes. Why was I like this? Why did I expect that he would f*****g come back for me?! I threw the pebbles with my foot every time I cross on one. "I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. I f*****g hate him. I hate you Elijah. f**k you fucker asshole dickhole—" I get stopped by a hard wall walking into me again. "Nelly." Of course it's him. "What the f**k were you just saying to me?" I sigh terrified. "I hate you." He raises an eyebrow and clenches his jaw. "Why." He says harshly making me flinch. "I—I called you. I f*****g called your name.. FOR SO MANY f*****g TIMES. DID YOU KNOW THAT I PASSED OUT FROM CONSTANT FEAR THAT SOMETHING'S GONNA HAPPEN TO ME?!" He looks at me forcefully with an angered expression. "How the f**k is that my fault?" He scoffs folding his arms. "You really don't care.. do you." I say a tear slipping from my eye. Why was I feeling like this? Why did I care so much about him caring about me? I'm just me. Boring old, ugly, fat, emotional, me. He just glares at me. I hold back my tears, as I look down, passing through his side to get home. Once I passed him, tears immediately started falling down my face. Why did I expect him to even care for me? "God summer, just don't be f*****g pathetic for at least once." I say to myself, tears falling on the concrete sidewalk. I sigh, once I get home. Guess party's over. I see a beer bottle on the ground on the front porch.. I grasp it, and smash it to the floor, get a piece and scrape the glass on my skin leaving blood and scars all over my body. "The f**k summer." It was Silas. He was standing in front of me, with a scowl on his face. "Don't tell me you did it again." Tears fill my eyes, as I hug him tightly. He hugs me back, and I just know that he's crying too. "C'mon let's get you inside, it's cold." I nod, still attached to him, as we walk inside. It was pretty clean, except for a few spilt drinks, and beer bottles on the ground, and of course the punch on the coffee table. "Look, I promise I'll tell them to delete the video." I nod at him, while walking upstairs. _____ I dry my blonde hair. My hair became a tint of red from the punch that was. I got changed into some satin pajamas, and went to bed. RING RING RINGGGG Who the f**k was calling me? I forcefully get up, and answer the phone "WHAT DO YOU WANT HARLOWE?" "Where the f**k are you? It's a free period, You're late dumbass." "Wait. What." "GET DRESSED BITCH." "OKAY, OKAY." *Hangs up* Fuck, I'm really late. I rush to my closet, and choose a pretty cute but rushed outfit. Once I got dressed, I hurried towards the door. And got inside the bus. I did my makeup pretty quickly inside it. Whoo, finally here. I step outside, to see that it's still free period. I hurried inside, and already spot the people laughing and gossiping about me. I keep my head down, to my locker. I open it, and grab a few things, before I turn around to see harlowe and Astrid walking over to me. "Hey, Summer you okay?" Astrid questions, as I hug her 5'4 frame. "Thanks so much." She nods at me, while harlowe smiles at us. "Where's Silas?" I question them. They both shrug their shoulders. "Let's go to the library." I nod at them. We start walking up to the second floor. The seniors floor. I take a deep breath, as I can already hear people murmuring about me. "Oh would you f*****g shut up." I shout towards the seniors looking at me. I roll my eyes pushing the library door, with Astrid and harlowe following behind me. We immediately look for a table. There it is. They sat on the table where I tutored Elijah in. I shake my head refusing to think about him. And, no I wasn't falling in love with him. How could anyone even fall in love that fast? I was just upset, because he was the only person that I felt like I could tell all my secrets to, where I could cry without him even questioning me. He felt like my comfort person. But I had a huge crush on him back then, since he was my brother's friend then. So he mostly came over to our house. I shake off my thoughts, and decided to scroll through the genres. Romance, sci-fi, horror, edu- I freeze, when I see Elijah laughing with some girl at a table. It looked like she was tutoring him. She was a pretty girl, no.. a gorgeous girl. She had long brunette locks, olive skin, the most captivating emerald green eyes, and her teethy smile, that could make anyone's day better. He looked happy with her. I hate to admit this, but I somehow felt jealousy..?! Or I just hated being replaced.
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