|AJ's Third P.O.V.|
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AJ wiped the rest of her tears, throwing away the toilet paper in the trash can. She had a deep feeling of hatred buried inside her when it came to moments like this... allowing what she dealt with to weaken her.

Knowing this was supposed to be the easiest year, AJ hopefully believed there would be no extra stress added to her situation. The years before were enough hell for her.

A part of her still wondered if Punk thought about her while she was gone.

It's not as easy as books make it - getting over your lover; the person you saw as your soul mate. Everything reminds you of them. A single word, a simple sound, a single look, a simple dream. And it tears at you. You get the urge to text them, possibly reason with them to keep them in your life. It's the least you could do for the person you so desperately refuse to let go of.

And that's how it felt with Punk. It wasn't a matter of crushing - it ran deeper than that. She was in love.... for the first time in her life. She didn't have all the answers.

Beforehand, her concept of love came from comic books, shows, anime, Manga, watching her parents. She formed her beliefs on observation and listening.... Until she met Punk.

See - AJ normally lost people. She lost Dolph, she lost Paige, she lost John, she lost Kaitlyn, she lost anybody she let in. When AJ became comfortable, she opened up. Sometimes the other person had to push, or sometimes she felt secured enough to do it naturally.

Secured enough to give her all to Punk...

Come on, AJ! Stop thinking about him! --- but I can't! --- Focus on school! --- I'm trying to!

AJ hit the side of her head and cleared her throat. Staring in the mirror, her eye twitched. Crazy AJ... they won't see her this year. They won't get to her. She ran her fingers through her hair, forcing a smile that's telling her she's okay.

"Excuse you..." Nicole's voice snapped AJ out the splitting torment going on in her head.

"Hi, Stephanie," AJ changed her voice to mock Nicole's.

Nikki plastered her death glare on, "Look, Midget, don't act happy to see me. We both know I celebrated your ass leaving," She said, shoving AJ out the way and pulling out her hair products.

AJ faked a frown, "Lap Dog has an attitude today. It's okay. Just go cry to Stephanie. Mother loves babying daughter!" She sweetly sung as she rocked back and forth on her chuck taylor's.

A cluttering sound of dropped hairbrushes bounced off the bathroom's floor. Nicole muttered a curse word as she bent down to pick them up, cursing again about her sore legs.

"They're dirty now!" She cried.

Honestly, what? The talentless, failed actress can't handle my sense of humor? --- Says the one who's having a humorous debate over Phillip -- Shut up and go away! --- I think not!

"I don't have time for your games or personality. Just remember that before you left I helped you pack your bags. I will not hesitate to do it again. You're still the crazy, manipulative and decisional bitch you was in the 10th grade," she spat at her, stepping up to AJ with her fake chest.

AJ cocked her head to the left. Oh, does she really want that AJ back?

Nicole smirked, "Do you understand?" She tapped her index finger on her folder forearm.

One head grab and her skull will crack against the pavement. It'll be a quick cover-up; no cameras are installed in the bathrooms thanks to an incident that happened with security perving on the girls.

AJ snapped out of her trance. No, that AJ is gone. She's not coming back.

"Of courrrrrse I understand, Bella. Hey, I see your puberty is starting to come. See you're getting fit there!" AJ playfully poked both of her sides, talking in her 'I'm trying to make a conversation with someone I hate' awkward voice.

All Nicole did was look down at herself while running her hand through her hair and fake chuckling.

"Sweetheart, this been here,"

"Right because injections does the body well,"

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing!"

The following threatening silence was interrupted by Cameron and Rosa coming in the restroom together. Cameron's chuckle abruptly stopped as she saw the stare down going on between AJ and Nicole - AJ swinging back and forth on her shoes with pure joy while Nicole sternly kept her posture in defense mode.

"Chile, are we interrupting...?" Cameron inched in closer as Rosa nervously giggled.

Nicole shook her head, "No, I still have classes. Mind the business that pays you," She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair.

Little miss Michelle over here. Flipping her hair into hearts across the world.

"Don't catch an attitude," Cameron replied, shooing her out the door as Nicole gave her an annoyed glance before slamming the door behind her.

"Bitches are bonkers," AJ shrugged when the other two looked at her for answers.

|Candice's First P.O.V.|

Jesus I want to die. Please end it all.

I thought to myself as I laid down in my bed. I got plenty of calls from people but ignored them all. At least I managed to put on my favorite set of pajamas:

Here I am, laying in a deep depression, not moving a muscle. Yesterday, I was the happiest girl in the world. Woke up today, I couldn't even fake a smile.

I can't even force myself to take my medicine. Honestly, I feel so... empty... down.... I want to die. I hate this feeling.

Why did I have to get what my granddad had?

|Allen's First P.O.V.|

I looked at the clock of our house and saw it was about to hit 6 pm. Candice need to take her medicine. She's in her deep depression phase. Lord knows how long it will last.

I saw my mom hang up the phone, "Allen, your father had a horrible day at work. Go to your sister's room and stay in there," she instructed like always.

I only sighed, "Why do he have to live here? Why couldn't he stay back? Why can't he go somewhere else?" I asked like always. Everything is repetitive in this depressing house. I can't wait to get my sister away from here.

"Because I love him, Allen. And you can never put a price on love. Now go to your sister room, boy," she pushed me upstairs.

Your love is stupid.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed Candice pill bottle. I sped up the steps and walked to her room. I hate our dad, "Candice, it's almost time to take your pills again," I closed the door behind me.

She groaned and turned away, "Go away. Please. Please go away," she begged softly.

I sat on her bed, "You have to take your medicine, Candy. Dad is coming home soon and I heard he had a bad day. We both know what that means," I mumbled remembering the flashbacks. Oh, the flashbacks.

I opened her pill bottle and froze when I heard crying, "Give me all of them. So I can overdose. Please," she reached out and moved her hand away.

"No, Cassidy. You're going to overcome this. Now please just take it,"

"I hate my life. Why did I have to be like this? What did I do wrong?"

"I don't know, Candy. I just don't know. But God does things for a reason,"

"But why did He do this to me?" She cried more.

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