Fed Up.

"You're really fat...And not even the cute type of fat."

"You ever thought about going on a diet?"

"Maybe you'd be cute...But it's really hard to tell with those rolls..."

"And maybe you should try straightening your hair."

"Looks like my boyfriend's pubic hair."

Laughter. Silence. Oppression. Tears...

Tell me...When would be the last straw for you? You know after being bullied most of your life? I felt the anger boil inside my veins but I felt so weak on the outside. I was just sitting here...How did I even let this happen? Will I even do it?

I felt someone's hand in my hair and I automatically smacked their hand out of my head. I turned to Paige's face. Her eyes were full of power but also fear. She was standing over me and her posture indicated that she wanted to hit me.

"Whatcha fat ass gonna do?" she rasped.

I stood up swiftly, ripping the pistol out of my jacket's pocket and aimed it right at Paige's face. All four of her friends gasped in surprise and I pointed it at each and every one of them. I looked them all in their eyes and began seeing fear. My stomach was fluttery, making me feel a little sick but I didn't want to ruin this moment.

"Kneel on the ground now." I said.

The girls exchanged looks and then glanced at Paige for guidance. "I said now!" I hollered.

Ashley. Nicole. Madison. And Alexis...I can't believe she let this go on. It's her fault--no, it's Paige's fault. It's all their fault. If they'd just leave me alone...Too late. We all can't go back now.

They were crying as they knelt on the ground. I still had Paige standing up, letting the barrel of the gun be between our faces. She gave me this hateful glare but it didn't make me stop from leveling this gun with her forehead. I could just pull the trigger and she go away. I didn't care if I went to prison or not. My life is over anyways.

"Put your phones on the ground in front of you." I ordered. "Try something and I'll shoot you."

The girls placed their phones on the ground delicately, but Alexis hesitated. I walked up to her and jammed the gun on the side of her head. I yelled at her once more and she complied, letting out loud sobs now. One by one, I smashed the phones with my foot.

I went back over to Paige and she still had her hands up. "Give me your phone."

"Why should I?" she cried out. "We're outside. Someone will see you and call the cops."

"I said give me your phone!"

"When this is all over, we'll all get new phones while you're sitting in jail. You--"

I didn't let her finish her statement as I charged at her and punched her in the face. My fist busted her lip open and her lipstick was smeared on my knuckles. "Shut up!"

"Justine, please!" Alexis cried. "Think about your mom. Think about my mom! What will they think?"

I scowled at her and stood over her. "What will your mom think of you? Calling me fat and ugly? I resemble your mother more than mine..."

Alexis closed her mouth and lowered her head.

"You're a pathetic waste of egg and sperm." I declared, walking away.

Paige was sitting on the ground, crying without emotion. I told her to look at me. She gazed up into my eyes and spat at me. With the gun in my other hand, I used my free one to grab her by the shirt and force her to stand. I took the gun and pushed it into her cheek. Her makeup and hair was becoming messy.

"You think this will help you?" She stared into my eyes.

"I wouldn't have to hear your voice again." I replied.

"They won't pick on me either. You'll disappear."

"And you'll rot in prison and get gang raped by butch lesbians."

I wanted to beat on her but my body froze. I wanted to spew hatred, but my mouth stayed shut. How is it that I'm the one with the gun but Paige is still killing my insides? She still has power. I'm still weak. What was I thinking that I'd have complete power? Paige is a wild animal, even staring into the face of death.

"I hate you." I finally spoke.

"Yeah?" She tilted her head into the barrel. "Then kill me. End it now. Teach me a lesson. All you're doing it proving how stupid you are."

I'm not stupid...

"Paige--just shut up!" Alexis yelled.

"No." Paige grinned. "I want to see her blood boil."

I stepped back and dropped the gun to my side. How could a beautiful girl be so hurtful? Who made her this way? There's no way she was born like this...

"Why do you hate me so much?" I wondered.

"Big, black bitches like you disgust me." Paige chuckled. "It's not that hard to understand."

"I've never done anything to you."

"It doesn't matter. Niggers like you need to understand your place in the world. You're scum."

I fought back tears and glanced over at Alexis. "This is who you call a friend?"

Alexis couldn't look me in my eyes.

"Of course she's my friend. Look at her--she's hot! It's really hard to believe you two are related." Paige joked.

"Paige!" Alexis cried out.

"What? The bitch busted my lip and messed up my face. She fucked up my hair! Why should I let her feel good about herself? Because she's holding a gun in her hand? Fuck her."

I felt out of breath and started breathing heavy, trying to calm down. I raised the gun back up to Paige's face. That's when I started to hear sirens in the near distance.

"Oh, they're coming, Justine the hog." Paige said softly. "When they get here, they'll shoot you down like they shoot all niggers. And you'll die for nothing. I'll just tell them how you bullied me..."

The tears were rolling now. I pulled the hammer back and Paige's smile disappeared.

"Justine...Please!" Alexis begged.

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