Counting Stars

16 year old Lela Hemmings has never felt real love. Her father died when she was 15 and her mother died giving birth to Lela. Lela lives with her Aunt. She is depressed, insecure, and shy. She walks the halls with her head down and her mouth shut. She is bullied though. Pushed. Laughed at. Judged. Due to her shyness, she literally doesn't talk to people. At all. As a result, she is afraid to stand up for herself. Then someone walked into her life. She didn't want them to stay, but she didn't want them to leave. Can someone as simple as a person, as simple as a boy, change her life?


22. Help from a stranger...

Help From A Stranger..

I sit in the stall. Still tied up. Alone. As Jessica wins.

I hear the bathroom door open.

"Hello? I hear some noises when I walked by." I don't recognize the voice. I kicked the door.

The girl quickly opened it.

"Let me help you." She said. She untied me.

"I'm Aria by the way."

I look up. She is tall. She has hazel eyes and long, curly, dark brown hair.

"I- I'm Lela." I say quietly.

"Nice to meet you. Um, there are rumors going around about a Lela. If its you, is there any way I can help?" She asks.

"No, its too late. Nothing I can do." I sigh. She shrugs.

"I'm sorry. But, I have to get to class." She says, and then leaves.

I walk out of the bathroom. A couple of people are staring, but I think that's because I look as if I have major sex hair. Its not my fault I had a scarf wrapped around my head!

I see Ashton and I don't hesitate to run up to him.

"Lela! There you are! We are going to be late!"

"First of all, I don't care. Second of all, when do you care. And third of all, I have missed at least three classes already, it wont matter." I point out.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

I drop onto my knees.

And cry.

"No! Nothing is okay! I'm not okay! The situation is not okay! Nothing! Ashton! I have lost it! I am so confused and lost and backwards! I don't know what to do anymore! Depression and anger have taken over! I am fucking losing it! I cant do this anymore! I just cant! I am losing my fucking mind!" I cried. He got down on his knees in front of me.

"Shh, we will fix this." He whispered as he brushed his fingers through my hair.

"No Ashton! You keep saying, 'It will be okay', or 'We will fix it', but it wont be okay, and we cant fix it!" I yell. I stand up and run out of the building.


A/N; So I put Aria in. I am still taking requests. Emily will come back. I know that for sure. I might have Aria come back, but don't know. If you want to be in this story, just comment and I can make it happen, maybe.

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