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"C-chloe?" I asked her. She was dragging me across the hallway. Glad that I am wearing my clean clothes, we were heading to the school garden.

People were giving us odd looks. I really don't know what she's been up to.

I yanked my arm off but she held it tighter, making me scream.

"Ouch! Hey!" She removed her hand to my arm causing me to stumble down, sitting in my butt.

"What the hell?" I shouted her. She looked at me with piercing eyes.

"Stop going to Julian. Stop seeing him from now on, you understand?" She commanded. I scoffed.

"What do you think of me? A dog? No way bitch! You have no right to tell me what to do!" I stood up. Brushing my pants by my hands.

"I am thinking your a whore. Getting my boyfriend like a dirty whore like you." I clenched my fist.

"I am not a whore! And besides.... he didn't call you his girlfriend. You're just living in your own fantasy." And I think I broke some nerve on her. She started to charge on me, she slapped my cheeks so hard.

"You... you don't know him too much." I looked to her with confusing eyes.

"I don't need to know his identity every sec, every part of him like a stalker. I will love him no matter what." She laughed.

Is this still normal?

"You may say that whore, but once you know the truth, you may eat what you said earlier."

I slapped her.

"I know we both love him but you don't know what will happen when I kniw the truth about him." I walked out. Leaving the bitch standing. Cursing my way to the meeting place.

"Chelsea?" I looked up to see our swimming coach asking me. I looked around to see no more kids around here.

"Yes sir?"

"You may go home now." I nodded. I hurried to the hallway, I was nearly running. And I bumped into some girl.

"Sorry." I mumbled and hurried to go out but she held my hand. I looked to see it was Jillian, Julian's Sister.

"Jillian?" She looked at me with sad eyes.

"Chelsea." She said. Her voice was low and croaking. She removed her hands. I reached out to her.

"What's wrong?" She stiffened.

"Stop." I was confused.

"Stop talking or going to talk with my family, especially Julian. This will be good for you two."

I scoffed. I let a frustrated shout. It echoed through the empty hallway.

It was empty..

Like my heart..