Priceless (A MIKA Fanfic) (Remake)

Chapter 28

After PSHE, I had Food Tech, and then it was break. I made my way to the canteen yet again, preparing myself to sit alone for the fourth day in a row. I walked across the room to the table that I always sat at, feeling as if everyone was staring at me.

When I got to my table, I seated myself and tried my best not to make eye contact with any of the other kids. I really didn't want them to come over to me and start making fun of me, especially since Mica wouldn't be there to help me.

Then I caught sight of some younger kids staring at me from the table next to me. They were laughing and pointing at me, and I saw one girl whisper something to another that made the both of them laugh even more. Then the girl who had whispered to her friend got up and walked over to me, and I quickly looked down as if I hadn't seen her.

Okay. You can get through this, I told myself, even though I knew that I couldn't.

I heard footsteps approaching, and then I heard the voice of a younger girl from next to me.

"Hello." the younger girl said, looking at me curiously.

I looked back down, wishing that I wasn't in this situation. I felt my throat tighten, and my heart began to beat faster.

"Hello?" the girl repeated.

I tried my best to block out her voice as I continued staring at the floor, beginning to find it difficult to breathe. Why did people always have to talk to me like this? And I had never even seen this girl and her friends in my life, so why did they want to make fun of me?

"Why don't you talk?" she asked me, as her friends started to laugh again.

I still tried to pretend that she and her friends weren't there, even though tears starting to appear in my eyes. I could feel myself beginning to shake, and I just wanted them to leave me alone.

"It's okay. It will be over soon," I tried to tell myself as I fought to keep calm.

"She's a weirdo, her." the girl said to her friends, and they nodded in agreement before finally walking back to their own table.

As soon as they walked away, I started crying. I didn't want to, but I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. I was sick of everyone constantly picking on me, and there was nothing that I could do to stop it.

Then the same thoughts from yesterday came back. Those same thoughts of suicide. I tried to push them away, but eventually I gave up and began to consider them once more.

I suddenly felt as if I really didn't want to live anymore, and I couldn't take any more of people at school treating me in the way that they did. Every day was just awful for me, and I was tired of having to go through it all over and over again.

Then the bell finally went, and I started walking to my next lesson, my head still clouded with suicidal thoughts.