You were done with life, it was hell, you were so overwhelmed. You just laid in bed for days. Getting up when you need to, but otherwise you were in bed. You missed about a week of school before your enemy, Tom, was at your window. You had forgotten to lock it so he just made his way in.

“I know you hate me but you don’t have to skip school to avoid me..” he said softly, sitting on the edge of your bed and brushing some hair out of your face.