Bullied

"Look at me again and I swear you'll regret it." he said.

uh oh....

Kayla's pov

I hate this place. I want to cry so much but I refuse to give this place the satisfaction of seeing me cry and worst of all? It's only first period. He is staring at me this time.

"Stop looking at me! I hate you and your little friends! I haven't even been in this country for one day and I want to go home!" I yelled at him ignoring all the shocked eyes on me as I grabbed my bag and ran out the class feeling tears falling from my eyes as I ran through the corridors but soon came to a stop from a rock hard chest. I looked up and saw one of the people from this morning.

"Hey you okay? I'm Liam", he said looking at me with a smile.

"Stay away from me! You and your friends!" I said through tears and sobs as I ran out the school ignoring the calls from the Liam boy. I ran home and got into the house knowing that my parents weren't home. I ran straight to my bathroom and took a razor. By the way this isn't the only reason I am doing this. I have plenty of reasons, but I am not willing to share with anyone my problems because nobody else should have to worry about them.

I took the razor and slid it across my wrists smiling slightly at the pain as I watched the blood drip down my arm. As I was clearing up the blood I heard a knock at the door so I pulled my sleeve down to hide the fresh cuts and went down to the door wiping my tears although you could easily see I had been crying. I opened the door and saw Liam.

"Kayla right?" He said looking at me.

"I told you to stay away from me so go." I said coldly to him.

"Don't tell him what to do babe, he is just trying to be nice but maybe you need to be taught a lesson on how not to be rude to me or my friends and definitely not to yell at me." another voice said from behind Liam. Liam turned and then I saw him. The one person I really didn't want to see.

"Liam go back to school. I want to deal with this little bitch myself." The boy said to Liam.

"Harry just go easy on her..." Liam said. So his name is Harry...

"Go." Harry told Liam sternly and with that Liam gave me an apologetic look for some weird reason and then left and harry came over pushing me inside my house as he walked in behind me with a smirk on his face. He pinned me against the wall but all I was trying to do was keep my cuts covered. He raised his hand and slapped me hard across my right cheek.

"That was for shouting at me"

He raised his hand again and slapped me again but this time on my left cheek making me whimper.

"And that was for being rude to my friend" He said with a smirk playing on his lips. He grabbed me by the wrists and I yelled out in pain and he gave me a weird look because he knew he didn't grab hard. He pulled my sleeves up and saw the scars and fresh cuts and looked at me shocked. I quickly pushed him away from me and pulled my sleeves down.

"Get out! Get out I never want to see you again!!" I yelled at him from the top of my voice. He looked at me confused.

"You only do that for attention you pathetic little slut" He said to me as he walked out but he managed to see me slide down my wall and cry harder than I ever have but right now I really couldn't care less.

Notes

He, thought I should update twice today:) Please tell me what you think, vote, subscribe and comment! Thank you, Hope you like it.

(I do not promote self-harm and I know Harry would never hit a girl it was just for the story:))