I don't get it, why does this exist? Why do people feel the need to have power over one another? Why are people singled out? There's always a question but never an answer.
I just remember the face of Lizzy when I left. I knew that Monday would be hard, Dylan would tell everyone, but I know Liz will never turn on me, at least I had her. But I also knew that all weekend I would get texts from Liz, Maddy, Jade, Clara, Alyssa, and maybe Dylan. It seemed like I would never stop walking, I could just keep going on and on, thinking about the good, and the bad. But I eventually reached my house.
I slowly crept in thinking my mom was asleep.
"Your back so soon, why?" My mom interrogated.
"Just feeling a little tired." Which was a half-truth.
"Oh, I thought Elizabeth would keep you out as long as she could." She said surprised.
"First of all, she prefers Lizzy, second, she knew that I would be miserable if I stayed out." I replied.
"That's never stopped 'Lizzy' before."
"Never mind you can keep calling her Elizabeth." I said as I bolted up the stairs before she could say anything. I walked in my room, shutting the door behind me. I checked the time, it was only 11:50 p.m. It was hard to sleep that night, but I started to gradually fall asleep.
I awoke suddenly but not in my bed, I was at my desk. I looked around to see that I was the only one there, I walked down the hallway almost seeming to be invisible to all but one, Dylan. I walked up to him.
"Why did you do it?" I questioned.
"Do what?" He replied.
"Don't act like you don't know."
"I really don't know what your talking about." He sounded very convincing, but I still didn't believe him, so I swung hard and punch him in the nose. That was a mistake. Suddenly everyone in the school looked at me.
Dylan started "Fine. I tried to play nice but now—" Everyone had joined in, "you can consider yourself dead." Everyone was moving closer and closer to me, until I couldn't see anymore light.
I jerked up, but this time in my bed, I thought It was just a dream Amanda, it was just a dream. But no, it seemed so real. I looked at the clock, 4:36 a.m. Good thing it's was Saturday, because after that I swear I slept for another 7 hours after that.
It was about 11:30 a.m. when I woke up, but I don't know the exact time. Mom still had no clue, which was a good thing. I went down eat eat brunch, I grabbed my phone and headed down.
"Well I guess you were tired last night." My mom said. I was still a bit dazed and didn't understand at first, but then the memories came flooding back in. I thought, Mom doesn't really know why I came home so early.
"Yeah." I simply replied. I grabbed some cereal out of the cabinet and a small bowl, and pored my cereal in. I check my phone, I knew I would have so many texts.
'Are you ok? I just want you to speak to me.' Lizzy texted. 'Why wouldn't you answer me!!!!!!!' 'Ugh,' She never stops texting, 'at least give me a 'hey'.' So I did.
'Hey' I finally replied.
'OMG. I actually thought you were dead, your lucky, I was about to report a missing person file or something.' She replied back as soon as I texted. It was almost like she already had it typed out, but was waiting for me to text back so she could press send.
I looked through my other texts, Jade, Alyssa, Clara, and Maddy were all freaking out, just like Lizzy was before I texted her. But I didn't bother texting them, they were probably all at the mall or something anyways. I kept scrolling, until I saw a text from Dylan.
'You have the weekend or I will send it.' Was all it said. I didn't even know how to reply to it, so I didn't. I deleted his contact, blocked him on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, and any other social media I could think of. I couldn't believe this, he seemed so sweet, so gentle but no, he's the exact opposite.
For the rest of the day all I could think about was excuses of why my boobs are on his phone. That's all I could for the rest of the weekend actually.