The Journal
Chapter 8.
18 February, 6:09am, 2003
It's another Friday, and Vic has invited me over to stay tonight. He wants to know why Mike upset me so much. Mike and I haven't really talked, and I felt absolutely pathetic because of how much his words affected me. I don't even know why it hurt so much.
*****
"Hello there sexy," I felt a hand on my waist. I quickly turned around and backed up against my locker, trying to get away from him.
"Leave me alone," I said quietly, darting my eyes around to look for one of the boys. But none of them were around.
"I know you want it," Eric smirked. Eric Dale was Paisley Jackson's boyfriend. Paisley was the most popular girl in school, and Eric was head jock. Ever since I started here, Eric was always touchy with me, just so Paisley would bitch at me, knowing I would never stick up for myself.
"Leave me alone!" I cried as his hand skimmed up the inside of my thigh. But I wouldn't move, I never did.
"Shut your mouth bitch," he snapped at me. Suddenly Eric was ripped away from me and I was behind someone.
"She said leave her alone!" I noticed it was Tony I was behind, but Jaime who was talking.
"Oh look, you have friends!" Eric told me as I peeked around Tony's side.
"Leave, Her. Alone," Tony said through clenched teeth.
"Why should I? It's fun, isn't it babe?" Eric smirked.
"Do I have to punch you in the face?" Jaime asked him, giving him a fake smile.
"Whatever. Watch your back Jaime. You too Perry. And as for you?" Eric looked at me. "I'll be seeing you later," he winked at me before walking off.
"Watch our backs? He can't do shit to us," Jaime laughed.
"Why was he touching you?" Tony asked me softly, looking down at me.
"I -" The bell interrupted me for class, and I had English with Oli. Jaime hugged me and went off to class, while Tony sighed.
"I'll see you later." He kissed my forehead before disappearing.
"So what did Mike do?" Vic asked when we were sitting on his bed.
"It's stupid okay? I shouldn't be upset over it," I sighed.
"Just tell me,"
"He showed up at my house at 3:00am on Monday wanting to take me out for breakfast. He said the nicest things to me, and I believed him. I was an idiot. I should've known why he took me out so early, and when I questioned him about it, he pretty much told me he didn't want to be seen with me," Vic didn't say anything.
"See! I told you it was stupid!"
"It's not stupid Bon. That was such a dick move. And not to mention rude," I laughed and pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you for always making me feel better,"
"No, thank you. Look," Vic smiled proudly and pulled up his sleeves. There was not one fresh cut! A huge grin appeared on my face.
"Vic! I'm so proud of you!" I kissed his wrists.
"And yours?" I smiled and rolled up my own sleeves. No new cuts either. Vic's smile mirrored mine, and he pulled me into another hug.
"Do you cut anywhere else?" Vic hesitantly asked. I smiled sadly and pulled away. I pointed at my thighs and my stomach area.
"But I haven't since our promise," I looked down his body. "Do you?"
"I used to cut here," he pointed at his hips and sides. "But I don't any more,"
"Can I see?" He nodded and took off his shirt. His tan skin was marked with silvery lines all over and he lay back as I traced my fingers over his scars.
"You're perfect," I said quietly. His eyes tightly shut, trying to not let the tears escape. The door flew open and Vic bolted up right. Mike stood gaping at us.
"I umm... I just came in to say goodnight, but I see your busy," he snapped before leaving and slamming the door. What the fuck is his problem? Vic slowly tugged at my top, silently asking for permission to remove it. I nodded at him and he removed my shirt, followed by my jeans. They hit the floor with a thud. He looked over my body and he traced over every scar and cut there was.
"God damn you're so beautiful." He placed a single kiss to my stomach before we dressed into our pyjamas and laid down together. We cried silently, letting our tears fall. I knew this whole thing meant nothing t either of us. He was my best friend, my Big brother, and we were simply caring for each other, making the other feel beautiful and not feel the need to hurt themselves. We weren't alone anymore.
Mike's POV
I was walking towards Vic's room to say goodnight to him and Bonnie when I heard them.
"You're perfect," I heard Bonnie say. I walked in and seen Vic lying down shirtless with Bonnie's fingers on his chest. Vic sat up quickly when they both realised I was in the room.
"I umm.... I just came in to say goodnight, but I see you're busy." I snapped. I left the room and slammed the door behind me. I heard clothes hitting the floor and Vic say "God damn, you're so beautiful." Jealously and anger filled my veins as I ran into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. Vic told me she was his best friend.
"Best friend my ass." I muttered. After a while, I got a text from Vic.
'Stop being a jealous fucker and jumping to conclusions. I was showing her my scars if you have to know. She cares about me'
Well, now I just feel like a fucking dick. He never shows people his scars. I groaned and threw my head back against the pillow.
Bonnie's POV
February 19, 10:35am, 2003
So Austin is taking me out again. We're going to see a movie and then a little lunch date. I also convinced him to leave Squidgy behind. He sleeps with the thing.
*****
"That was the best movie I have ever seen," I said, walking out of the theatre.
"I totally agree," Austin replied.
"We have to go as a group and see it again." We went and seen the new movie Finding Nemo, and it happened to be my new favourite film. Ever.
We reached the small outdoor restaurant and just talked.
"Are you two ready to order?" a young teenage girl asked us with a smile. She was very pretty, with curly red hair and green eyes.
"Umm, may I have the hamburger with French fries, and coke for drink," Austin's eyes remained on her chest a little to long, which pissed me off a little bit but whatever. He was a teenage boy, and she was pretty and in shape so, who could blame him?
"Of course," She then turned to me. "And you?"
"I'll have the same. But with a lemonade thank you,"
"Of course! I'll be right back with your orders," she smiled at me before walking off. She was really nice. Austin's eyes were on her ass the whole time she walked away.
"Could you be any more of a boy?" I rolled my eyes.
"What? I stare at your ass all the time," he shrugged. I blushed and told him to shut up. The waitress walked back over about 10 minutes later and gave us our food.
"If a guy is checkin another girl out on a date, don't hesitate to slap him," she whispered to me. I laughed and she winked at me before heading to another table.
"What did she say?" Austin asked.
"Oh nothing." I shrugged, placing a chip in my mouth.
"Let's go on the playground!" I pointed at the park when we were walking home.
"Okay!" We ran over and started playing on the swings for a little while before playing on other things. Afterwards, we sat down on the bench, watching the kids run around and have fun. That actually makes us sound a bit like pedophiles.
"Do you ever want kids?" Austin asked after a moment of silence.
"I don't see them in my future, no," I shrugged. "But I don't mind kids,"
"What is your future?" I frowned. I haven't really thought about my future.
"I want to do something with photography. And I want pet cats,"
"You want to be a crazy cat lady?" We both laughed.
"What does your future look like Austin?" I asked him, nudging him with my shoulder a little.
"I want to be in a band. And sing angrily into a microphone," he laughed.
"That's all of your guys dream. All of you want to be in a band and do something with music. I love it," I smiled.
"Maybe that's why we all get along so well,"
"Maybe," I smiled.
"Hey Princess?" I turned to him only for him to gently grab my face and him lower his head down. His nose touched mine and he stopped, waiting to see if I would pull away. I wouldn't move. Taking this as permission, he continued moving, and his lips barely brushed mine when -
"WHAT'S UP GUYS?!" Mike suddenly appeared out of nowhere and jumped on us. Austin and I both jumped In fright and moved away from each other. I got up and glared at Mike, who was glaring at Austin, and he was returning the glare.
"Fuck you Mike!" I snapped, beginning to walk away. Austin didn't even follow, or talk to me. he just started arguing with Mike about something. Fuck boys. This is why I don't do feelings. it's just a fucking mess.
It's another Friday, and Vic has invited me over to stay tonight. He wants to know why Mike upset me so much. Mike and I haven't really talked, and I felt absolutely pathetic because of how much his words affected me. I don't even know why it hurt so much.
*****
"Hello there sexy," I felt a hand on my waist. I quickly turned around and backed up against my locker, trying to get away from him.
"Leave me alone," I said quietly, darting my eyes around to look for one of the boys. But none of them were around.
"I know you want it," Eric smirked. Eric Dale was Paisley Jackson's boyfriend. Paisley was the most popular girl in school, and Eric was head jock. Ever since I started here, Eric was always touchy with me, just so Paisley would bitch at me, knowing I would never stick up for myself.
"Leave me alone!" I cried as his hand skimmed up the inside of my thigh. But I wouldn't move, I never did.
"Shut your mouth bitch," he snapped at me. Suddenly Eric was ripped away from me and I was behind someone.
"She said leave her alone!" I noticed it was Tony I was behind, but Jaime who was talking.
"Oh look, you have friends!" Eric told me as I peeked around Tony's side.
"Leave, Her. Alone," Tony said through clenched teeth.
"Why should I? It's fun, isn't it babe?" Eric smirked.
"Do I have to punch you in the face?" Jaime asked him, giving him a fake smile.
"Whatever. Watch your back Jaime. You too Perry. And as for you?" Eric looked at me. "I'll be seeing you later," he winked at me before walking off.
"Watch our backs? He can't do shit to us," Jaime laughed.
"Why was he touching you?" Tony asked me softly, looking down at me.
"I -" The bell interrupted me for class, and I had English with Oli. Jaime hugged me and went off to class, while Tony sighed.
"I'll see you later." He kissed my forehead before disappearing.
"So what did Mike do?" Vic asked when we were sitting on his bed.
"It's stupid okay? I shouldn't be upset over it," I sighed.
"Just tell me,"
"He showed up at my house at 3:00am on Monday wanting to take me out for breakfast. He said the nicest things to me, and I believed him. I was an idiot. I should've known why he took me out so early, and when I questioned him about it, he pretty much told me he didn't want to be seen with me," Vic didn't say anything.
"See! I told you it was stupid!"
"It's not stupid Bon. That was such a dick move. And not to mention rude," I laughed and pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you for always making me feel better,"
"No, thank you. Look," Vic smiled proudly and pulled up his sleeves. There was not one fresh cut! A huge grin appeared on my face.
"Vic! I'm so proud of you!" I kissed his wrists.
"And yours?" I smiled and rolled up my own sleeves. No new cuts either. Vic's smile mirrored mine, and he pulled me into another hug.
"Do you cut anywhere else?" Vic hesitantly asked. I smiled sadly and pulled away. I pointed at my thighs and my stomach area.
"But I haven't since our promise," I looked down his body. "Do you?"
"I used to cut here," he pointed at his hips and sides. "But I don't any more,"
"Can I see?" He nodded and took off his shirt. His tan skin was marked with silvery lines all over and he lay back as I traced my fingers over his scars.
"You're perfect," I said quietly. His eyes tightly shut, trying to not let the tears escape. The door flew open and Vic bolted up right. Mike stood gaping at us.
"I umm... I just came in to say goodnight, but I see your busy," he snapped before leaving and slamming the door. What the fuck is his problem? Vic slowly tugged at my top, silently asking for permission to remove it. I nodded at him and he removed my shirt, followed by my jeans. They hit the floor with a thud. He looked over my body and he traced over every scar and cut there was.
"God damn you're so beautiful." He placed a single kiss to my stomach before we dressed into our pyjamas and laid down together. We cried silently, letting our tears fall. I knew this whole thing meant nothing t either of us. He was my best friend, my Big brother, and we were simply caring for each other, making the other feel beautiful and not feel the need to hurt themselves. We weren't alone anymore.
Mike's POV
I was walking towards Vic's room to say goodnight to him and Bonnie when I heard them.
"You're perfect," I heard Bonnie say. I walked in and seen Vic lying down shirtless with Bonnie's fingers on his chest. Vic sat up quickly when they both realised I was in the room.
"I umm.... I just came in to say goodnight, but I see you're busy." I snapped. I left the room and slammed the door behind me. I heard clothes hitting the floor and Vic say "God damn, you're so beautiful." Jealously and anger filled my veins as I ran into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. Vic told me she was his best friend.
"Best friend my ass." I muttered. After a while, I got a text from Vic.
'Stop being a jealous fucker and jumping to conclusions. I was showing her my scars if you have to know. She cares about me'
Well, now I just feel like a fucking dick. He never shows people his scars. I groaned and threw my head back against the pillow.
Bonnie's POV
February 19, 10:35am, 2003
So Austin is taking me out again. We're going to see a movie and then a little lunch date. I also convinced him to leave Squidgy behind. He sleeps with the thing.
*****
"That was the best movie I have ever seen," I said, walking out of the theatre.
"I totally agree," Austin replied.
"We have to go as a group and see it again." We went and seen the new movie Finding Nemo, and it happened to be my new favourite film. Ever.
We reached the small outdoor restaurant and just talked.
"Are you two ready to order?" a young teenage girl asked us with a smile. She was very pretty, with curly red hair and green eyes.
"Umm, may I have the hamburger with French fries, and coke for drink," Austin's eyes remained on her chest a little to long, which pissed me off a little bit but whatever. He was a teenage boy, and she was pretty and in shape so, who could blame him?
"Of course," She then turned to me. "And you?"
"I'll have the same. But with a lemonade thank you,"
"Of course! I'll be right back with your orders," she smiled at me before walking off. She was really nice. Austin's eyes were on her ass the whole time she walked away.
"Could you be any more of a boy?" I rolled my eyes.
"What? I stare at your ass all the time," he shrugged. I blushed and told him to shut up. The waitress walked back over about 10 minutes later and gave us our food.
"If a guy is checkin another girl out on a date, don't hesitate to slap him," she whispered to me. I laughed and she winked at me before heading to another table.
"What did she say?" Austin asked.
"Oh nothing." I shrugged, placing a chip in my mouth.
"Let's go on the playground!" I pointed at the park when we were walking home.
"Okay!" We ran over and started playing on the swings for a little while before playing on other things. Afterwards, we sat down on the bench, watching the kids run around and have fun. That actually makes us sound a bit like pedophiles.
"Do you ever want kids?" Austin asked after a moment of silence.
"I don't see them in my future, no," I shrugged. "But I don't mind kids,"
"What is your future?" I frowned. I haven't really thought about my future.
"I want to do something with photography. And I want pet cats,"
"You want to be a crazy cat lady?" We both laughed.
"What does your future look like Austin?" I asked him, nudging him with my shoulder a little.
"I want to be in a band. And sing angrily into a microphone," he laughed.
"That's all of your guys dream. All of you want to be in a band and do something with music. I love it," I smiled.
"Maybe that's why we all get along so well,"
"Maybe," I smiled.
"Hey Princess?" I turned to him only for him to gently grab my face and him lower his head down. His nose touched mine and he stopped, waiting to see if I would pull away. I wouldn't move. Taking this as permission, he continued moving, and his lips barely brushed mine when -
"WHAT'S UP GUYS?!" Mike suddenly appeared out of nowhere and jumped on us. Austin and I both jumped In fright and moved away from each other. I got up and glared at Mike, who was glaring at Austin, and he was returning the glare.
"Fuck you Mike!" I snapped, beginning to walk away. Austin didn't even follow, or talk to me. he just started arguing with Mike about something. Fuck boys. This is why I don't do feelings. it's just a fucking mess.
this is really good. Im in the middle of class and about to burst out laughing
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