Jade’s POV

The stupid alarm woke me up. I sat up but immediately regretted it because I was still sore from my beating yesterday. You're probably thinking what is this girl talking about. Well i’m bullied at school by 5 guys. Pathetic I know. I mean c’mon 5 lads against 1 girl who does that right. Well i better get ready for hell or as some people call it school.

I got up still sore from yesterday but not as much as before. I took a shower and got dresses for school . I was wearing black skinny jeans a long sleeve pink shirt and a black hoodie with pink vans and my brothers dog tags which I tucked in to my hoodie along with the one for my severe alcohol allergy. For makeup I put on concealer to hide the bruises, black eyeliner, mascara, and pink lipgloss.

Once I was done I got my backpack and skateboard and headed to school. I got there early because I didn’t want to get an early beating. I went to my locker and almost cried when I saw the picture taped inside my locker door. It was a picture of my family and me when I was younger. I was so happy back then. I usually don’t have time to look at my locker because I just rush to put my stuff away and leave. I closed my locker and slide down the wall next to me remembering my family.
I got up and went to class. I was a bit early but I didn’t care. I took off my brother dog tags and read them over and over again thinking of how is now. I was too busy thinking that I didn’t even notice people entering the classroom until someone sat next to me. I looked up and immediately regretted it when I saw who the person was. It was Liam Payne one of my bullies. I put on the dog tags and put them under my hoodie as fast as I could but was too late when he took one of them.

“Please give me it back” I asked him as nice as I could because those meant a lot to me.
“No” he said looking at me while dangling the dog tag
“Please” I said again feeling the tears that were threatening to spill.
“Why it’s just a necklace” he said.
“Please” I tried again.
“Why is it so important” he asked.
“Because it is” I said.
“Tell me why and i’ll give it to you” he said.
“Put it in my hand first and i’ll tell you” I said.
“Fine” he said as he put it in my hand. I held it tight.
“It’s my brothers dog tag” I said as tears filled my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. I took back the dog tag and put around my neck and turned around.
“What so important about it” he asked but I just ignored him for the rest of the class.

As soon as the class was over I rushed to my next class and there all in it to. I was the first one in it and took my seat in back corner. There was still a few minutes until class started so I decided to take out my drawing notebook and a pencil. I drew my brother with his Marines uniform. I didn’t get to finish because class started.

~skip the rest of the day~

Surprisingly I didn’t see the lads today. I thought they were planning something for me but shrugged it off and hoped that they skip the rest of the day. But I was wrong as soon as I stepped out the school door at the end of the day. They grabbed me and took to the back of the school. As usual.

“So you think you can ignore me” yelled Liam while he kicked my legs.

I still ignored him. So they started to beat me. Once they finished they left me there bleeding. I got up ignoring the pain coming from my stomach and limped to my house.

When I got home I went to my bathroom and took out my razor. I cut 5 times, one for each of them. When I finished I took a shower and though everything hurt and my wrist stung form wetting the cuts. But ignored it. After my shower I went straight to bed.

~The next morning~

I woke up and got ready for school. I wore a black long sleeve shirt, black jeans, and Marines hoodie that my brother sent me a few months ago and hide the dog tags inside it. I put on eyeliner, mascara, and concealer to cover up the bruises. Then I put my hair in a simple side braid. I got my backpack and started walking to school. Once I got there I went straight to my locker. As soon as I opened it somebody slammed it shut almost slamming my hand to. When I turned around they were all there with some of the school sluts.

I turned around and tried to open my locker again. But Niall took my wrist making me wince in pain because I had cut last night. I tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he only made his grip tighter.

“What did we say about ignoring us” yelled Harry in face.

“Not to do it” I whispered.

“Then why are you trying to ignore us” he yelled.

“I don’t know” I whispered.

“I think she deserves a lesson boys” one of the sluts named Brittany said.

“I think you're right Brittany” said Liam.

“Lads take her outside behind the school” he told them. And they dragged me.

Once we were behind the school they started beating me. They called me a slut, a stupid bitch, a fat ass, and loner. They called me more things but I just ignored them. I didn’t cry because i refuse to show them weakness. Because if I show weakness then they when. Then they said something that really hit a nerve.

“I bet your own family doesn’t even love you” yelled Liam. After he said that I got up and tackled him.

“You don’t know a fuck about my family. Don’t bring them into any of this. You're just a prick who only cares about himself. You can say and do anything you want to me but never ever bring up my family” I yelled at him.

When I was done I ran. I ran to the only place I could think of at that moment. The graveyard.

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