MUSIC FROM A BROKEN HEART - Lisa Ann (open ebook TXT) 📗

Hailey while I got get our things," she said going to get our bags from acroos the hall.

Hailey look up to see that Cora's brother had orange-blue eyes and long straight black hair with blond streaks in his bangs that hung in front of his eyes with a purple, black, and grey beanie on his head.

Hailey noticed that he wore black jeans that hung low on his hips, a purple and grey stripped musule shirt with a long sleeve black and red plaided shirt that was unbuttoned with coverese too.

CH. 3 Never Alone Or So I Thought

{Hailey's P.O.V.}

Morgan looked at me and smiled asking, "Are you ok Hailey? Did he hurt you?"

This was the first time in my life that anyone had asked me if I was ok and seemed to care whether or not I was.

Without answering Morgan I flung myself against him crying because of what happend with Gabe and that I made friends for the first time in six years and that they cared about what happend to me also.

I felt Morgan wrap his strong arms around my waist protectively holding me tight as I sobbed into his chest.

Morgan rubbed my back with his hand softly saying, "It's ok Hales. Your safe now and nobody is ever going to you again."

This all seemed to real for me. I mean I just met them and now we're friends.

How was it that I felt safe and secure with people I hardly know rather than with people I've known my whole life.

Maybe it's because of the fact that I didn't know them and that made me feel good.

If you don't get to know them then you won't get hurt by them.

But what scared me the most was that eventually they would turn against me and want to hang out with the popular kids.

That is what has happend ever time new kids come to our school; they change.

I took a step back from Morgan to wipe the tears away.

Maybe if I just pretend in my head that they really want to be my friends for today then when we come back tomorrow and they decide that they don't want to hang out anymore it won't hurt me as much.

"I'm Morgan Jones, Cora's older brother, who I see you have already met by the way," he said.

"It's nice to met you. I'm Hailey Parker and as you saw from back there that I'm the freak show around here," I shrugged looking down at my feet.

Cora came back over and handed me and Morgan's bags to us.

"We still have time to get some lunch so let's go," Cora siad walking away.

We followed behind Cora slowly. "You are not a freak show Hales because you're to pretty for that," Morgan whispered.

Did he just call me pretty? Well he might change his mind once he realises that my life is like a freak show.

As we got closer to the lunch room I walked in unnoticed by anyone just like always and headed to my table. Sitting down I felt my stomach growl.

I couldn't go eat because I had no money. My mom had stopped putting money on the card she gave me so I was trying to save what I had left.

Cora came to sit across from me while Morgan took the seat next to me. Again my stomach growled, but this time is was loud enough that Morgan turned to look at me.

"Was that your stomach?" he asked.

"Yes," I said not looking at him.

"Well we can go with you to get lunch if you want cause I know I'm hungry," Cora answered.

"I can't,"

"What do you mean you can't Hailey?" Morgan asked confused.

"I don't have any money," I said quietly.

Without saying anything, Morgan grabbed my hand and pulled me into the lunch line. He put three slices of pizza, three bags of curly fries and three slices of cake on a tray.

Morgan paid for the lunch and grabbed my hand again pulling me back to the table. Cora sat the table with three drinks for the drink machines.

I sat down next to Morgan, who was grabbing a slice of pizza off the tray.

"Are you just gonna stare at the food or are you gonna eat it?" Morgan questioned.

I looked at him suprised that he would go buy lunch for someone he doesn't know.

After we got done eating the bell rang ending lunch.

The rest of the day was horrible. I got weird looks from everyone. I would hear them whisper things about me behind my back.

My heart broke into my peices each time I heard someone say that I was a freak, a slut, and a lot of other things.

Why are people always so quick to judge someone they don't know. If they walked a day in my shoes then they would realise that my life is killing me from the inside out.

When I heard the final bell ring I pulled my hood over my head hiding my face from the stares and plugged in my headphones.

When "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance came on I turned it up drowning out everything around me.

"When I'm sad I shove in my headphones and just ignore the world", It's a quote that tells you exactally how I'm feeling right now.

Walking down the sidewalk I saw Morgan and Cora talking with a group of popular kids. My heart broke even more. At least I didn't have to worry about getting hurt again, right?

I mean, I was the loner, the freak, the weirdo that got picked on or ignored. Why should I care if Morgan and Cora hang out with them.

They weren't even my friends. Morgan was just being nice to me because I'd helped Cora out, I told myself sadly. So why did it hurt like hell to see them talking to the people that have made my life hell for the past three years.

I was glad this was my last year of high school. Maybe the reason it hurt so much was because I thought maybe, just maybe they would be diffrent, but I guess I was wrong.

CH. 4 They Are No Diffrent

{Morgan's P.O.V.}

When Cora and I walked out of school we were crowded by a group of popular kids, who wanted us to hang out with them and all that stuff.

I kept looking around for Hailey wondering what happend to her because I haven't seen her since lunch.

Then my eyes caught sight of her purple and black jacket.

She was walking down the sidewalk with her hood up and holding what looked like her ipod in her hands.

She stopped when she saw me and Cora being crowded by kids.

Hailey looked at me with such sadness that my heart dropped.

As our eyes met she quickly turned away pulling her hood further down her face.

Before I could shout her name she was gone. All I could think about was what did I do wrong?

For the next few days Hailey didn't talk to me and Cora or even look at us.

I knew Cora was sad that Hailey ddn't want to talk to her.

When Cora had told me that she had a new friend I was so happy for her. It's been months since she had smiled and it hurt me to see her so sad.

The reason we moved here was because our parents died in a car crash a year ago and left everything they had to me and Cora.

So we moved here to start over. It was just me and Cora living in a big house on our own, but we still had each other.

The next day I made it my goal to find Hailey and ask her why she wasn't speaking to me and Cora.

I saw Hailey at her locker with hood up over her head hiding her face listening to her ipod like she did every morning since it met her.

Reaching her locker I gently closed the door making her look up.

Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and she had a huge blue and black bruise along her right jaw.

For some reason I clenched my fists tightly holding in this anger I had all of a sudden. Why was I getting so worked up over a girl a barely knew.

When Hailey saw me looking at her face she turned walking away. I grabbed Hailey's hand stopping her from walking away.

"What happend to your face? Why won't you talk to Cora and me anymore?" I damanded.

"Everyone I have ever trusted has hurt me in some way. Noone cares about me or what happends to me, not even my own mother cares. It hurts less when I'm around noone because I don't have to worry about my heart breaking into a million pieces," she took a deep breath then continued.

"So why don't you go hang out with the kids that torment and ignore me everyday and just leave me alone," Hailey whimpered grabbing her bag walking off.

Is that why she hides away from everyone always listening to music?

She has a problem trusting people so she doesn't bother giving anyone a chance to show her that they are different, instead she pushes them away.

Why can't she see that me and Cora are diffrent from everyone?

Also why did she avoid not telling me how she got that bruise on her face?

Throughtout the day I kept thinking about Hailey and how wrong she was about me.

I had to find someway to