chapter eighteen

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Hope's POV

So here I am... lost in every sense of being lost. Lost in love. Lost in life. Lost in people. People use me and use me, as if I'm tissue that they can just throw away. But I'm not. I won't be easily beaten. I'll show Nick who I am. I'll show Chelsea and the rest. They don't know me anymore. The Nick I thought that loved me, only used me. I was a challenge. A deal. I was a no one to him. But there is hope, somewhere deep inside, I know he loves me. But it's all just complicated. I can't deal with this stress. First I lost my so called "friends" , then my mother, then Nick. Why do these things always happen to me? Am i that pathetic? Am i not enough?

Ugh, I hate my life. Nick was my first love. Kyle was just there, I never actually fell in love with him. And they say the first love is always the hardest.

I'm tired of life. I'm tired of everything. I'm emotionally drained. I'm physically drained. I'm mentally drained. I'm just drained.

I don't know where I fit into this world. I'm just here, breathing. Slowly awaiting my death. Death, the easy way out.

Nick is going to find out who I am. I'm not someone who can be messed around. I'm Hope, I was a bitch back in the day. That bitch has returned. And it's claws ... are sharper.

I've decided to go all black. Black boots. Black skinny. Black leather jacket. Black vest. Even my make up is dark. Even my soul.

I drive in my Ferrari to school. This car feels so good. If it was a dude, I would totally fuck it.

As I step out of my car, every one is staring. I put my shades on and walk into the school like a queen. I hear whispers.

Is that Hope? Did she go all goth?

Damn, she looks hot.

Look at bitch, trying to run the school.

I totally would date her.

Fuck, I think I have a crush.

She is a hoe.

She is really beautiful.

I smirk at all these comment people are making. I know I'm hot, like bitch please.

I stand with my back towards the locker. Observing everyone in the corridor. Some people seem happy, or so they pretend. They all have life. They all have mothers and fathers. They have love, and here I am. Nothing. I have nothing.

I feel as if someone is staring at me? I quickly scan the hall to see someone looking at me behind the wall, I can't actually  see who it is. But why would they be staring at me?

I shift slowly to where the person was standing, I see someone running out of the school premises, who could that be?

Strange.

The bell rings, signalling first period. Ugh, who would want physics as a first period? And freaking double? Fuck.

I make my way to Physics period. I am late. But I don't care. I enter the class room.

"Hope, you're late." Mrs Fish says. "Yeah, I know." I say nonchalantly.

Mrs Fish eyes widen, she is shocked. She knows I never disrespect teachers. Sorry honey, time has changed.

"An hour detention for you Hope." She exclaims. "Okay." I respond, I really don't care.

I make my way to my seat, I seat myself, not noticing there is literally some one really hot next to me. My eyes slowly drift to him. Is it even legal being that hot?

His perfect brown hair, styled to perfection. His perfectly shaped jaw. His eyes, those green eyes. It's like a forest green. It's so perfect. God, I think I'm fangirling right now. He must have noticed that I was staring cause his eyes drifted to me. Fuck.

My eyes widen cause I have been caught. Caught staring at an angel. Total drool worthy. I turn my head back to Mrs Fish. Focusing myself on the listen. But I can't, not when I feel some one is burning holes into me with their eyes. I can feel his eyes are on me. I want to look but I can't. I'm scared. What if he is a murderer? A very hot murderer. My subconscious tells me. She is right. A very hot murderer indeed.

The bell rang, signalling that it is lunch period. I quickly make my way to the line. God, I'm famished. I need to eat. I'm finally being served. Finally. I make my way to an empty table. It's close to the door, so I can easily escape if something happens in lunch room.

I slowly start to eat my burger. It's so delicious, fuck. I think I just had an orgasm with this burger. I groan into my burger.

"Enjoying that burger a little too much, don't you think?" An unfimiliar voice says. I look up to that guy, that guy in physics period. The one that caught me staring at me. What was he doing here?

"Uhmm..." is all I could say. I feel so stupid. Hope, you strong. Don't act shy. Show this twat you're the man.

"Mind if I join?" He asks. "Why?" I ask.

He just seats himself opposite me, who the fuck does this guys think he is?

"I didn't say you could sit here." I say. He looks at me, like he is trying to read me, my face holds no emotions. And I think he catches on cause his face turn expressionless.

"I don't see your name in this seat or table." He responds. "You could easily sit by other people. Why me?" I ask.

"I just want to." He responds. Is that he could come up with? Fucking fuck face. He digs into his lunch, he jaw moving as he bites into his food. He is so hot, I would totally bang him.

I start at him. He catches me again, damn... I really to work on my staring skills.

"See anything you like?" Those four words brought a sad smile to my face. Nick had told me that. God, I miss you. I quickly wipe my smile off, before this dude thanks I'm sensitive.

"Nope, not anything I like. Just the food." I point towards his pizza.

"Why you lying to yourself Daisy?" He ask. Daisy? Is that what he calls me?  What a coincidence? Daisies are my favourite flowers.

"I'm not lying to myself." I grunt my teeth showing him that I'm annoyed.

He smirks, this fucking idiot is smirking.

"Jaiden. The name is Jaiden." He says. He totally looks like a Jaiden, a very hot one at that.

"Okay." Is all I can respond with. I think it's the hormones. It's jumping up and down.

"And your name Daisy?" He asks. Looking a bit hurt but quickly covers it with an in different expression.

"My name is Hope." I respond.

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