Cut & Abandoned (Lesbian Story)

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"Eww look it's so disgusting" "It's a little faggot" "Homosexual freak" "Lesbian loser" "Queer idiot" "Ugly abomination" "Sinful dyke" "Desperate lying bitch" "It's so gay it make me want to vomit"

The insults were thrown at me as I walked down the hallway. Tears began to form in my eyes and I started running. I ran out of the school and to the park. I rushed into the one person restroom and locked the door. I fell to the floor and started sobbing.

I rolled up my sleeves and looked down at the cuts. I pulled my sharpened blade out of my pocket and made cuts. I was careful not to cut to deep or else I might bleed too much at once. When I was down I grabbed the role of toilet paper and started wrapping it around my arms. I stayed lying there for another hour or more. Someone knocked at the door and called to see if anyone was in.

"I'll be out soon." I called.

I walked over to the sink and cleaned of my blade and my arms. I carefully pulled my sleeves back down and then walked out of the restroom with my head down and my hood up.

"Sorry I took so long." I mumbled as I walked out.

"It's no problem. Hey, you alright?" They asked.

"Fine." I said and walked off.

I walked over to the empty swings and sat down. I sat and swayed for a minute before someone sat down next to me.

"You said your fine but I don't believe that you are." They said.

"Wow you must be psychic to figure that out." I said sarcastically.

"No just someone who notices thing." They said. "Take your hood off."

"N-no why?" I asked.

"Because I want to see your face."

I took my hood off and looked at them. There was a beautiful girl with long black hair sitting next to me. She smiled at me and moved the hair falling in my eyes.

"You sure are pretty. I love the hair. I thought I'd be cool to do something like that to my hair but I just never have." She said.

I brushed my fingers through my red dyed hair.

"Maybe I should get the tips of my hair dyed a dark blue, what do you think?" she asked.

"It would look nice." I said.

"So miss beautiful hair, what's your name? Unless you prefer to be called miss beautiful hair." She said.

"Alexandria." I said.

"Alexandria... that's beautiful. My name's Tara." She said.

"Tara's a nice name." I said.

"Thanks so Alex, if you don't mind me calling you that, why do you look so sad?" Tara asked.

"It's nothing..." I said.

"Oh come on we both know it's not nothing." She said.

"It's school. It just sucks." I said.

"Just because school sucks you come to the park and sit depressed in the restroom? What about school? Is it a guy? Is it your friends? Are you getting bullied?" she asked and then saw the flare in my eyes when she said bullied.

"You're getting bullied, aren't you?" she asked.

I stayed silent.

"Alex?"

I nodded.

She suddenly grabbed me out of my seat on the swing and pulled me into her lap and hugged me.

"I'm so sorry that's just awful." She said.

I pressed myself against her and hot tears ran down my face.

After a few minutes I pulled myself off of her and mumbled apologies. She reached out for me and I started running away.

I almost ran all the way home but I ran into some people. I mumbled sorry and was about to walk away when I looked up and saw who it was.

"Brianna." I said.

"Hey there little lesbian hoe." She said and slapped me. "Never say my name. I don't want it to be speaken by filth."

"It's spoken." I said.

She punched me. "Don't correct me!"

"Girls, go ahead and do what you want to this whore." Brianna said and walked on leaving two of the biggest bitches in school to beat the shit out of me.

After they were done hitting me I limped home and crawled into bed, thankful that my loser stepdad wasn't home to abuse me in several ways.