I sat there at the lunch table waiting for Harry and Kyle to get back, suddenly I saw Kyle walk back in, but where is Harry?
"Where's Harry?" I asked getting concerned.
"He had to use the bathroom"
"Oh, we'll the bell is about to ring any second, I wanted to say goodbye to him before I went to my last class" I said sounding a bit dissapointed.
"Hey, don't worry about it babe...listen, I am having a party after school today, do you want to come?"
I have never been to a party before, I felt like this was a chance I couldn't pass, so I agreed. My mind wasn't really on Harry at the moment, I was kinda hooked up in kyles beautiful blue eyes.
After school I decided to just go home. I remember how Megan lived right next door to me and I could just talk to her then without that jerk who is Megan's boyfriend knowing, I didn't even want to know his name.
When I returned home, I quickly went upstairs to my bedroom, opened my window and yelled for Megan.
I yelled once more but again, no answer.
Maybe she was in another room? I'll just visit her.
I rushed down the steps and was about to open the door as my mum grabbed my wrist softly to get my attention.
"Where are you going Harry?" My mother asked.
"Over to Megan's house"
I suddenly remembered I hadn't told my mum about Megan, my best friend.
"She lives right next door, she is my best friend" I smiled at her.
Her eyes lit up and she gave me a huge smile in return.
"Alright...go ahead then" she then gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek.
"I'm glad to see that you are feeling better" she whispered in my ear.
Shortly I left my house and walked over to Megan's house. I was getting better, but I wish she didn't get her hopes up so much, I could break any second of the day and go right back to where I was before.
I knocked on Megan's door and a man, which I suppose is her father answered.
"May I help you?" The man said as he opened the door.
"Oh..umm..I was just wondering if Megan was home" I said nervously.
"I'm sorry, she isn't in right now"
"Do you know where she might be?"
"She said something about going to her boyfriends house for a party I think"
"Thank you" I said softly as I turned around and left.
She didn't invite me, her best friend? I felt left out and alone, I felt betrayed. I decided to drive to the party and find her, just to make sure that boyfriend of hers doesn't hurt her in any way, I just wanted to protect her.
I knew exactly where his house was, everyone knew since he was so popular, except I didn't even know his name.
When I got to the party, I suddenly felt nervous. I always got nervous around large groups of people, but I knew I could suck It up for megan. I just had to make sure she was okay, and her boyfriend wasn't hurting her.
I walked into his house and was smacked in the face with a strong odor of alchohal and different perfumes. I made my way through the crowd of people, trying to get used to the loud music.
I finally made my way through the whole house, except the upstairs, but there was no sign of Megan or her boyfriend.
I decided to check outside before going upstairs. As I walked outside i heard laughing and whispers coming from the garage. I entered the garage following the sounds, to my surprise I saw Megan's boyfriend Making out with a girl, but it wasn't Megan.
I felt a rage of anger come over me and went over too her boyfriend and punched him. I punched him more than once though, and it got to the point where he was on the floor whincing in pain.
"Where the hell is Megan?!" I screamed, surprised at what I was doing. I had no idea where all the courage came from.
"What the fuck!? I dumped her sorry ass! You loser! Get out of my house!" He yelled at me.
I was suddenly getting worried. I had to find her, she could be anywhere. I know she is broken, I know she is probably depressed, I need to find her before her depression gets to her.
I gave him one last kick in the stomach as he laid on the ground and ran back into the house trying to find Megan.
When me and John arrived at the party there were already loads of people there, blasting music and there was people everywhere drinking beer. Kyle brought me up too his room and shut the door, I was confused.
"Kyle, isn't the party downstairs?" I joked as he locked his door.
"I know, but I thought maybe we could spend some alone time together..." He whispered as he came closer to me and kissed me softly.
"But aren't you the host if the party?" I said getting worried.
I knew exactly what he wanted to do, but I wasn't ready for it and I had no intention of doing it yet. I didn't want to say it though just yet, I wanted him to get the hints I was giving and take me back downstairs.
"Babe calm down, relax" he whispered as he started kissing my neck.
It didn't feel right, I felt like I shouldn't be doing this with him.
"I'm kinda hungry...you want to go get something to eat?" I said trying to ruin the moment again.
"Shhh...calm down babe we can get something after were done"
He suddenly picked me up and put me on his bed, he then crawled on top of me and took his shirt off. I was trying to get the courage to tell him I wasn't ready for this, but I couldn't do it.
He then Started lifting my shirt while kissing me as it was being lifted. I couldn't do this, it felt so wrong. Why wouldn't he ask me before we did this?
Before he lifted my shirt off all the way I pushed him off me and got off his bed. I liked him, but we weren't at this stage in our relationship yet, he was moving to fast.
"What the hell babe?!"
"Kyle, I can't do this....I'm not ready" I said nervously.
"I knew I picked a freak" he said in a angry voice.
"Wha-what?" I could feel the tears building in my eyes.
"You heard me, we are through, oh and that Harry dude? Yeah, he told me to tell you to leave him alone and never speak with him again, and that he hated you" he said as he left the room in anger.
I couldn't even take it all in at once, I thought he was my friend. I suddenly broke down crying, I couldn't believe Harry said that. I hated him so much, how could he say that?
My whole world was Falling apart, and the only thing I knew what to do when it happened was to hurt myself. I was suddenly depressed, more than usual. I lost my boyfriend and my best friend in less than an hour and I didn't know what to do.
I went downstairs, pushing through all the people. I came by the kitchen and saw a bunch of beer sitting on the counter, I grabbed a bottle and started drinking it.
Five drinks later I was breaking down mentally even more. I could barely walk,and I remembered everything that happened and made my way to the bathroom. I sat at the floor, broken and depressed.
I started going through there drawers and found a pair of scissors. I just wanted to die, I'm a worthless freak, no one loves me, It was all just lies. I was done.
I took the scissors to my skin and screamed in pain.
I searched everywhere, except for some rooms upstairs. I ran up the steps and barged into every room, not caring to knock.
I finally opened the door and found Megan, lying on the floor, covered in blood. This could not be happening.
Oh my god.
This chapter probably sucked bit I wanted to get another done for you! Thanks for reading and all your comments! I read them all! I love you:)