Hard Life 14+

(1D not included)
There is always that girl who sits in the back of class. who does self-harm, and gets bullied. well that girl is Jessica. basically the story is about Jessica's life and how she handles it. note: this story has some mature content.


11. Chapter 11

Jessica's POV: I awoke to the constant flashes from the window, it was 1:00 o'clock in the morning.

I sat up and dangled my feet from the bed. my head was throbbing in the back, which made it really

hard to think. I gently put my feet on the cold tile of the hospital floor which sent a shiver through my

body and gave me goosebumps. my left hand rubbed across my right arm to produce some heat.

I gently walked over to the window and slightly peeked out through the curtains. there was strikes

of lighting illuminating the sky and on to the street that was wet and the window was cold.

I stepped back and went towards the door. I slightly pulled on the handle and peeked my head

out the door. there was a big hallway, no one around. I put my left foot out the door and my right

foot following. I gently closed the door, now fully wide awake and made my way down the hallway.

I passed by several doors in till this one name caught my attention. it read in big bold letters

Steven Clark.

the name rang a bell, the name that the doctors were asking if it seemed familiar to me.

which I replied no, but now I remember. the boy who was there for me almost all my childhood.

The one who told me to meet him in the classroom.....the one that....got shot.

I stared at the name and opened the handle without hesitation and saw darkness.

I tip toed over to the bed and saw him. I saw Steven laying there unconscious. my index

finger glided down his cheek to his chin. I slightly picked up his chin to reveal bruises and scars.

I slightly gasped at the sight, and whispered "I do remember"


Jessica's POV: me and Steven were walking towards school. I still thought about the guy

being beaten earlier. I heard a gunshot and quickly turned my head to Steven who fell to the ground hard.

I fell to my knees and yelled "Steven!" I looked up and saw....my dad. He pointed the gun at me and said

"No one will never love you! and now I shot the last thing that ever will!" I stood up and yelled

"How could you do this! why hurt him and not me!" I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek I wiped

it off with the back of my hand and my dad replied back saying "Hm....you right..." than he pulled the

trigger and I felt this sharp pain in my waist and I fell to the ground making my head hit hard on to the surface.

  **end of flashback**

Jessica's POV: I felt a shiver go through my spine of the thought of it. I fluttered my eyes shut for a brief

moment and opened them up again. The light turned on and I turned to the door to see a doctor

staring at me. it was one of the doctors who had asked me those questions. I said to him "I do remember"

I felt the pain go through my body from the previous accident. the doctor rushed over to me and grabbed me

before I could fall and said "Steven is alright...you need to be more concerned of yourself rather than Steven. lets get you back to your room so you can rest." I nodded my head in reply while me and the doctor made our way towards my room.

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