How to save a life

Nash is your typical teenage boy. Blue eyes, brown hair, athletic, all the girls want him in their panties. Being a football player puts him at the top of the school, being Captain makes him king. When a new girl catches his eye he can't help but stare, only thing is…she's a total loser. Wears thick framed glasses, hair is always in a messy bun and wearing her sweatshirts and jeans with converse. She became an easy target for everyone. Until the day she had enough. Nash knew he could have saved her and when a girl just like the last comes into the school he's determined to save her. Before it's too late.


6. Chapter Six


I don't think I could stand another day at this school. The doctor told me to try and stay out of trouble to avoid any more stress to avoid attacks. But honestly, I'm just stressed about people finding out.

"Hey babe!" Mahogany smiled, sitting down in the passenger seat. C'mon Nash, make her think you're normal. I grab her face roughly, kissing her. I moved a hand down to her chest and grab her boob roughly. She moans loudly. I move my hand back to her face and pull away.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you to touch me like that again." Bitch, you waited two days. 48 fucking hours. I hold down my annoyance, and smile sending her a wink. She blushed as I pulled out of her driveway.


I hopped out and she hopped out, smiling from ear to ear. I spotted Taylor talking a girl who was clearly on the cheer squad, wearing her uniform. Slut. "Nash!" I jumped as Mahogany snapped a finger in my face. "Let's go." I nod and grab her hand, walking over to Taylor.

"Hey man." I smile. He turns to me glaring. Mahogany steps aside with the other girl. I can hear them whispering. "What's u-" he cut me off pushing me hard, I stumbled backwards. "I'll tell you what's up! I'm kicked off the fucking team! Cause of you!" He shoved me again

Oh no. I got Taylor kicked off the team. I've ruined his life.

"Football is all I ever had."

"I don't know what I'd do without it."

"I'm basically one of those misguided teens who don't know what the fuck they're doing with their life,"

"But with football I can see my future so clearly."

It began hard to catch my breath, I looked at my hands. Shit! I'm shaking. No! Stop! I stood up slowly. Think of something that calms you down. I shut my eyes.

Skylynn. The little, innocent, blonde girl. Her cute little laugh. Her random jokes that don't make sense but I still laugh for some reason. I didn't feel lightheaded anymore and I still had trouble breathing and I was still shaking but I'm calm.

"Ya know Nash you're a piece of shit. I don't even like you! In fact you annoy me! You may think you're all that cause you're captain! Cause you're dating the hottest girl in school! But guess what Mahogany has been cheating on you with Aaron! The yearbook editor! No one loves you Nash! Just face it! The only thing people like about you are your eyes! Nash you're nothing special! Just some other kid that you'll forget after high school is over! You. You Nash. No one loves you. No one ever will. Cause you're not special."

I looked around, the whole school watched silently, as if agreeing with Taylor's statement. I felt choked as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I pushed Taylor out of the way and the rest of the students, running into the school. I kept running down the hall turning a corner as a wave of dizziness hit me and I slammed into a locker, falling to the ground. I choked on air as I sobbed, my body shaking. I rolled onto my back, a hand on my chest. Crap, I can't breathe.

"Nash?" I heard a voice say. No! No one can see me like this. I try to stand up and lean against a locker. I couldn't catch my breath. Maybe running through the halls was not the best idea. I heard the fast paced foot steps behind me. I took a step away from the locker. I stumbled, tripping over my own feet and falling to the ground. I gasped for air as I hit the ground. The person got down beside me. I looked beside to find Skylar.

Behind the glasses, her eyes filled with concern. "Nash, come with me." I didn't have the strength to reply as she helped pull me up. I gripped her sweatshirt tightly, my knuckles turning white. She walked a few steps to a door, pushing it open and the football field appeared. She placed me on the grass.

I stared up at the blue sky, as my body released its tense state and relaxed as air filled my lungs. I didn't feel dizzy and my shaking was barely even noticeable. I sat up slowly, looking over at Skylar, who was looking up at the sky. She looked down at me. "Hey." I say. She doesn't reply.

"Thanks for helping me back there." No reply. She still stares at me. "I mean you didn't have to do th-" she cut me off.

"So I remind you of Christina? That's why you care. Cause you think I'm gonna kill myself, then you'll have the guilt eat you alive cause you could've saved me, but it was too late. I'd be dead and you'd be stuck with the guilt." She said.

How'd she know? "Coach told me about the whole Christina thing and how I was stressing you out and I should stay away from you and stay out of trouble." My dad always thinks he knows what's best. "So what are you going to do?" I ask. She shrugs and walks away and back into the school.

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