Jessica Grayson has struggled with body dysmorphia and bullying for most of her life. And when she believes she has finally turned things around for herself, she is betrayed and made fun of by her boyfriend and close friends, which sends her into a...
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I rush out of the bathroom. I have no idea where to look for them, and my mind is too cluttered to even think clearly. I just hurry down the hall.
"Oh my God! Jess, there you are! I called you like ten times." Steff jumps out of a corner, and she holds my shoulders at an arm's length. Her words slowly register, and I dig my phone out to find a few missed calls from her.
"Jayden and Liam got in a fight. I heard Jayden beat Liam up real bad. They said he didn't fight back or even defend himself. I heard... I heard it was about you." She cautiously looks at me.
"I heard Brittany and Shannon talking about it in the girls' bathroom," I tell her, and her eyes widen with realization. "Where is he? Liam, did you see him?"
"No. But Ryan said that he and Elliot got to them before Jayden could do much damage."
"Why wouldn't he defend himself? I don't get it!" I feel nauseous.
I have the worst headache, and I seriously feel like I might pass out any second now. I sway a little, and Steff grabs my arm, steadying me.
"Hey, are you feeling sick?"
I shake my head, resting my palms against my forehead.
"Just the headache. I'm fine."
The first bell goes off, and Steff sighs.
"Maybe you should go to the nurse, Jess. You don't look so good." She says, but I shake my head again.
"No, I'm fine. I need to talk to Liam. Or Jayden. I need to know what happened."
"Not now, you don't. Just get to class and try not to stress about it. It's not like he didn't deserve it!" She says, pulling me towards the left hall.
I feel restless in class. All I want to do is find Liam and check if he is okay. I know it is pathetic to care about him after what he has done to me, but I can't help it. I love him. I only have a few minutes to spare in between classes, so I am unable to look for him and by the time lunch rolls around, I am beyond agitated.
As I make my way to the cafeteria, I see him coming out. I freeze on the spot, and my heart drops to my stomach. The loud voices in the hall fade into the background as I stare at him in shock. His beautiful face is all bruised, and there is a gaping cut at the corner of his mouth. The sight makes my stomach churn.
"Liam." I walk towards him.
When he sees me, he stops dead in his tracks.
"What happened? Are you okay?" I ask, almost choking on the words. "Of course, you're not okay. Sorry, stupid question."
