Innocent Love

Hatred

*Fuck You by Lily Allen...LMFAO Blake feelings towards Selena;)*

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Abigail

"Well, will you?" I asked hopefully at Blake. He was flushed red. Oh no, he's mad!

"It's not going to be that much I promise. All you have to do is tell me all the things you need and I'll bring them to you. It's like those paintings you do for fun. Don't worry if you mess up or anything. Who am I kidding you never mess up! But if you don't want to d-"

"No! I-I'll does it." Blake nervously said. I smiled at him. I leap to him and hugged him.

"Oh thank you! You won't regret it I promise you." I let go and stepped back. I drew up my planner for Ambers wedding.

"Well if you can have your list by Wednesday or no later than Thursday night than that'll be great." He nodded and squeezed the strings of his messenger bag closely.

"That's plenty of time Abigail." He scratched the back of his head.

"Uhmm I'll text you it." I nodded my head brightly.

"Yeah that'll be coo-" my voice was cut off with loud clicking. Blake and I look at the source of the noise.

It was, of course, the three beauties. That's what everyone calls them. Selena, Briana, and Johanna. Selena, of course, being the leader.

They were approaching us. Selena with her pouting lips looked up and down at Blake.

"Well Well if the loser kids having a lame meeting. Well, what you two nobody's talking about? Biology?" Her friends laughed. I stood my ground and looked at her.

"No, we're not actually. And to be honest it's quite rude for you to disturb us just to insult us. Honestly, don't you have any manners." Selena rolled her eyes.

"Like we'll ever want to talk to you freaks." I looked confusedly at her.

"But you're the one who came to us?" She straightens up.

"Yeah because I want to make sure you guys know what you are. Freaks!" My eyes beamed. Don't cry, Abby. Don't let this girl destroy your self-esteem.

"Selena just get the hell out of here. Nobody asked you shit. So go stick your big nosy self somewhere else. Like you said us freak aren't even worth your precious golden time." Blake said the last part sarcastically. Selena just stared at him.

"I-I wouldn't be talking with your hairy self." He laughed.

"Wow, Selena I think we graduated middle school 4 years ago. Come back to me when you have an actual decent insult. Not this shitty ones." Blake motion me over.

"Let's go, Abigail. We don't want to get infected by the infection call Satanism. Those three, especially in the middle one, has it." I couldn't help but giggle a little. I nodded my head and Blake and I started to walk to our first class. Ironically biology.

I couldn't help but look behind my shoulder.

Selena's face was unbearable. Her friends were talking, scoffing. Probably at us. But her stare was solely on Blake.

I couldn't believe what I saw. one single tear beamed in the corner of her eyes. And before anyone can notice she wiped it away.

I looked back and couldn't help but feel sad for her.

"Blake why is Selena so mean to you?" He shrugged.

"To be honest I don't know. Ever since I could remember she would bully me. My eyes, my face, my weight, my height. Anything you name it she bully me about. I guess because I'm a loner it was easy for her." He sighed.

"I won't lie to you. It got to me. I remember crying about it. An irrational part of me hates myself because of my imperfections. But a bigger and stronger part of me knows I'm worth more than what Selena says" I smiled at him softly.

"You're so wise my friend." He laughed.

"And you're so nice." We were soon in bio and got in before the bell rung.

As bio started I couldn't help but think of Selena. She's always been so cruel to anyone. Especially to Blake. Constantly teasing him. He's always been the butt of her jokes. It's almost like she wants him to get mad. To give her a reason to justify her actions.

Does she like him? But that wouldn't make sense. Wouldn't she just tell him?

Selena is beautiful. She can have any guy she wants. I don't try to listen to rumors but I always hear her "hooking" up with different guys. I don't know what hooking up means but I sure do know it's not a bible study sessions.

I sighed in madness. Blake is a nice guy and he doesn't deserve to be bullied.

Time pass and before I know it lunch was here. I sighed in relief. Only a few hours and I get to see my buttercup.

But I really need to go to the bathroom. I went into the nearest bathroom and heard a noise. It sounded like weeping. Oh no someone's crying.

"Are you alright?" I asked. The person stopped. After a while of silence, they flush the toilet.

The person stepped out and it was Selena. I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

"I didn't know it was you." Selena had puffy red eyes.

"Why wouldn't you. Satan herself never cries." I wince.

"Blake probably didn't mean it like that." I didn't know why I was trying to comfort her.

"Oh please, he hates me. Why wouldn't he? I've been bullying the poor fool for 8 years." I awkwardly stood there.

"You should stop you know. It's not right. He never did anything to you." She sighed.

"You have no idea. I can't stop. It's like my job to be his bully. Plus it's kinda fun." She blew her nose and threw the tissue away. She stepped into the mirror and put eye drops into her eyes.

"Goodbye, Abigail." She walked out as if I didn't catch her crying. I sighed.

"I really need to get out here." I pouted. I wish Dominic was here. I wonder what he's doing.

After going to the bathroom and finishing lunch I decided that I couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle being far from Dominic.

So instead of being a good girl and waiting till the final bell rang. I texted Dominic to meet me at our old meeting spot after I'm done school.

I signed myself out and grabbed a Uber.

"Where to miss?" I told him the address of my house.

I was going to do long preparations so I could be ready for Dominic.

I smile mischievously. I think today's the day.
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I wonder what Abby has planned out for Dominic ;) ;) ;)

Also, I got inspiration for Satanism by this ICONIC drag queen...Bianca Del Rio. Go watch her and enjoy her honesty.