The school day flew by quickly for some reason and to be honest, I am still quite annoyed by everyone's reactions. Unlike every other day, everyone didn't look at me at all. Well, I guess they stole a few glances by they didn't stare for more than three seconds.

I hated the fact that everyone knew. I hated the fact that everyone finally took me as a human being instead of trash. I hated knowing that people finally cared because my mom died.

It took them so long to accept me because my mom died. Why couldnt they do that when they first met me? Why couldn't everything be amazing like in the books and movies when people go to a new school and as soon as they head in, they are accept straight away. Why can't that be me? Why do I have to be the unlucky one?

I walk into the house after inserting my key and I close the door behind me and walk up the stairs and into the bathroom.

Honestly, why do I get bullied everyday? Is it because I'm weird? Is it because of my piercings and my dark purple hair? Can I just have a normal life?

I take in a deep breath and look in the mirror. I have to calm down. I don't want to do something stupid.

You've lost everything, I still don't know how you are here. Just leave, it's not like anyone will care. My brain says and I let out a frustrated groan.

It's true, no one will care. No one will even know I'm gone. I'm invisible to everyone so obviously no one will care.

I flick the rubber band on my wrist and close my eyes, trying to calm down my thoughts but this just makes them multiply and next thing I know, I begin to walk down the stairs and out the door, heading to one place.

The school.

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I walk towards the gate of the school and notice that it is open. Probably because of the tutoring that runs after school. I walk down the pathway and instead of walking into the main doors of the building, I turn and go around the corner. I go to the back of the school and walk through the back doors, knowing that no one would be back here.

I quickly make my way up to the highest floor and walk down the hallway, leading me to the small narrow hallway that leads me to the stairs that go up to the top of the building. When I reach the door, I look around to see if anyone is watching me and tug the jumper closer to my body before heading in.

I walk up the two flights of stairs before pushing the door open and taking in a deep breath as I finally realise that I am at the top of the building. The warm wind brushes my hair away from my face and I let out a sigh, rubbing my arm.

I walk over to the edge and sit down, resting my legs over the edge, letting them swing. I take out my phone and go to my Facebook and click 'live video', holding the phone out in front of me. "So, I'm finally here." I say to the camera, smiling weakly at it. Suddenly, the views pop up on the screen and already I have fifteen viewers.

"To everyone who wanted me to fall to the bottom, to those who wanted me to finally end everything, I guess you're waiting has paid off." As I say this, two comments pop up and I notice that the two people are from the football team saying 'yeah, woohoo' with party poppers next to their comments.

"You see, a week or so ago, my mom died. I guess for those of you who knew my mom..." I take in a deep breath and narrow my eyes at the camera.

"Like Nicole who met my mother a few times, please don't pity me or my mom. Just don't. You all don't deserve to send your sympathy my way because... well, you just don't. Nicole, if you are watching this right now, just know that I don't hate you. I am just disappointed." I say and I stand up, looking down at the ground. I turn the phone and show everyone the field of the school.

"Even though all of you hate me, I won't hesitate to say the words that I have described you all in my mind..." I face the camera back to me and smile.

"Fuck you haters." I whisper into the phone before ending the video. I drop my already smashed phone on the ground below and watch it as the pieces break and spread around the phone.

I sit back down and let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, mom. I'm sorry I didn't tell you what was going on and I'm sorry I couldn't help you in anyway. I knew that you needed your husband and the fact that he wasn't there to help you, it makes me so angry. You don't deserve him to be honest. You deserve a man who will love you forever and never give up on you." I say, smiling as the tears fall from my eyes.

"Mom, do you remember when I started crying because the dog chewed my teddy bear? Well, I remember that day very well and come to think of it, I never thanked you when you bought me a new one. I still have that teddy bear actually. Thank you, mom." I say, wiping the tears away from my jaw. I look up at the sky and smile.

"I love you." I whisper, standing back up. I look at the field and rub my eyes, trying to clear my vision from the tears but it doesn't work. I step closer to the edge and this time, I let the tears fall.

"I'm sorry..." I say, choking up once again and letting the tears fall down my cheeks. My heart tightens as I look at the field down below. I close my eyes, preparing myself for the major decision I have chosen to go ahead with.

Just as I am about to let my body fall off the building, I hear a 'stop' from behind me. I bite my lip and turn my head to see who has stopped me.

"Don't do it Grace." The boy says and my eyes widen a little at the sight of him.

"Luke?" I ask, trying to narrow my eyes through the tears. Luke steps forward and holds out his hand.

"Suicide doesn't take away the pain, it gives it to someone else." Luke says, his voice gentle and I look back at the field.

"I don't deserve to be here, Luke." I say, wiping the tears away from my jaw once again. I look back to see Luke behind me.

"Yes you do. You have so much to live for." Luke says and I scoff at this, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah because my mom is dead and my father is sleeping with another woman and everyone at this school hates me? Yeah I have so much to live for." I say and Luke steps back.

"I don't hate you, Gracie." Luke says and I glare at him, pointing at finger at him.

"That's what you say now." I say and Luke shakes his head.

"Look, I don't want to see you like this," Luke says and he holds out his hand in my direction. "Do you remember what our first conversation was about?" Luke asks and the memory pops up in my head.

"It looks like your trying to either get yourself into trouble or trying to trick me." I mumble and Luke raises his eyebrow.

"Trick you?"

"Yeah, like, you offer me a hand and when I go to take it, you pull away and run off laughing." I explain and Luke chuckles. He holds out a hand and smiles at me.

"I won't do that."

"Luke, leave me alone." I say and Luke moves his hand closer.

"I won't trick you, Grace. Just please... don't do this." Luke says and I look at his hand then at his face.

All of a sudden, my hand reaches out and grabs his hand Luke smiles and pulls me to him, hugging me. "Thank you, Grace."

No, thank you.

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