Failing Grade for Sympathy

“Why are you going with them?” I rolled my eyes in my locker “Wait, who is she going with?” I turn torwards my friends “Would you both be quiet and mind your business you don’t control me.” I said as I closed my locker. I seen the back of a shirt that was simple but creepily familiar the person walked away so intensely . I zoned out my heart was in my ass “Noo it couldn’t have.. that wasn’t them, right?” I felt like they over heard me telling my friends that I was only going to the dance with them because I wanted to make someone jealous. It really wasn’t the case but better than the actual answer. In reality my teacher really wanted them to enjoy the last of their senior year because they’ve been through allot. For some reason she thinks she can intrude on my life but not informing me of what they’ve been through that was so wild that I need to insert my myself in a major moment in my life. But Little to my knowledge my reasoning would be hurtful because I actually made a difference in their life. Later after school I went home. I took the long way because if I’m being honest I’m not a rude person but my friends kept asking me “why this, why that” and it was frustrating, because I don’t know why my teacher chose me.I just know I needed that A in her class to continue a 4 yr honor roll streak for a full ride scholarship because I’m to broke to afford college, ugh my life’s a mess. But did I really have to go with that, the mf ain’t even popular I laughed to myself. My friends believe me so I left it at that. I looked up and made it home I was still feeling bad so I turned on some music and tried my prom dress on. I was dancing around my room & the door bell rang I wanted to change but it kept ringing “wtf man” I say pissed stumbling to the door “I’m coming “ I scream I get to the door & snatch it open to my date wearing their tux that we found together I was mad opening the door. Now I’m surprised because why you here in that, then a lil disappointed because “Now you’ve seen me in my dress!” I say out loud. “Why are you here” I question blocking myself with the door & my face goes back to shock when I realize the tears in their eyes. “You playing with my emotions” they say. my heart drops “No” I say calm. “You f*****g lien!” “Ok stop yelling at me for 1 I’ve done nothing but asked you to prom. Immediately the door is kicked and I feel a sharp pain in my right arm I turn to run causing more pain grabbing my arm and settling for stepping backwards. Im in still in shock but my hearing comes back “YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT ME ALONE.” They never break eye contact while closing the door. “You SHOULD HAVE stayed out of my life!” They spit through gritted teeth while locking the door.”But you’ll be the last to fck me over.!” They scream at me. My tears clear my eyes & stream down my face. the light reflect off the knife in their left hand and my body bolts right not expecting a 2nd knife to be in the other hand as well it was smaller next thing I know I’m on the ground hearing I never needed your sympathy then I blacked out.