Lahat ng Kabanata ng Once Her Bully, Now Her Beggar: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

We had dinner and after it was over we said our goodnight briefly before May yanked me upstairs, shutting the door behind her. “Why didn't you ever mention who your stepfather was” she shot at me “It didn't come up” I shrugged “How does it not come up that you live in the same house with Richardo O’Brian ” Her eyes bulged wide as she spoke “I don't know, I just-” “You just what?” she asked not even letting me finish my damn sentence “That is the owner of Truth Law firm, the biggest and most successful firm ever. He is in the attorney team for the president of the damn company, he is the most successful lawyer in the country!” she said in a hushed tone like she was trying to avoid anyone else from listening “I know that, it wasn't important enough to mention and I didn't think you guys would care” I rolled my eyes at her “Oh my God I can't fucking breath” she slumped on the bed dramatically with her hand on her forehead like she had fainted “Your life is perfect, lo

NOVA As I stepped foot into the hallway the first person that I locked eyes with was Dylan Lennox, and my throat felt dry all of a sudden. He was standing at the far end of the hallway shirtless with his shirt hung over this shoulder. I froze staring at him, I couldn't bring myself to move and he just stared back for a moment not saying a word. “Pay him no mind,” May said beside, I turned to look at her for a moment and when I looked in that direction again he wasn't there anymore We headed to my classroom, I was about to get to my seat when I looked ahead of me and the board had pictures taken on the video plastered on it with “Fat Slut” written under it Tears began to rush down my eyes, I didn't know how I was to get through the day. May didn't get what was going on until she turned to the direction of my eyes to see what I was looking at. “Motherfuckers” she cursed before rushing to the front of the class and ripped everything away “I don't think I am ready to sit in

It was different today, not like the staring or whispers and laughter had stopped. It was still as ragging as the first day, I would be walking down the hallway and get catcalled by random guys making jokes on how they would want to get down with me to help me not die as a virgin. In class, I would receive paper notes with phone numbers saying to call them whenever I was ready to give up my virginity and they would laugh after I opened up the note. It has been vulgar and unending but I went through the week as painfully and miserably as it was and it finally came to an end. But not just any end, it was rehearsal day and it was the first rehearsal that was supposed to be held for the play. I had been nervous all week whenever I thought about it but as the day came it was way worse. As I held the script in my hand trying to go over it for the millionth time but everything looked blurry and I couldn't see through the lines, my heart was thudding so loudly that it filled my eardrums and

DYLAN It was finally the day of the damn rehearsal I expected it to be just within the cast member and the drama teacher or however it is done but I received a text from Amelia that it holding in the auditorium, how she did her things were always the opposite of everyone else I just wanted to do what I had to do and get out of there. Another reason I was showing up was to see how Nova was going to do, she had it in her I could tell just the way she delivered her lines when we read lines together it felt raw and authentic, she was a great teacher also how she gave me tips to key into the character and not just read like I was reading a book. It made so much difference just following her advice. “The whole school was invited to the rehearsal did you know that?” Caleb asked as we walked to the auditorium “What?” I asked with scrunched brows “It was posted on the school website” he showed me his phone screen and it was just as he had said “One slip up and everyone would be laughing

A beeping sound filled my ears, I tried to move but my body felt stiff and my eyes felt too heavy that I couldn't open them fully. My body was limp and weak. I tried to open my eyes and the blinding light that hit my eyes made me wince in pain. My heart rate increased thinking about where I could be, and the idea of it being where I thought it could be made me panic even more. I said a silent prayer in my head hoping I was dead and gone rather than being in the hospital. How was I going to face my mom?I didn't think of that when I picked up the razor, I just wanted to quiet the voices in my head and the hurt that ripped my heart to shreds. It was unbearable. I just couldn't handle it and I slashed my wrist without a single thought just to disappear so I wouldn't have to feel the pain anymore.I opened my eyes again and it was just as I had hoped against. I was in the hospital with an oxygen mask over my face and a drip hooked to my arm. I wasn't covered in sticky paint anymore. I w