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The Truth About The Mysterious Him

Author: Inkflare
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-17 01:00:56

JADE'S POINT OF VIEW.

It was 5:00 and I was already on the streets. I jogged until my lungs burned. Not because I was trying to get fit. Not because I liked it. I just like being gone.

Out there, past the gates of this damned house, with the wind in my ears and my hoodie pulled low, no one looked at me like they knew my name. No one talked. No one asked.

The neighborhood was quiet- maybe because they were few big houses along wit
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  • My FaCiAl Disorder    The shadow ii

    On my way to the gate, I checked my phone. No new messages. But the old one was still there. "Hey, I saw what happened today. If you ever wanna talk, I'm here." I stared at it for a moment. Then something clicked. The tone. The softness. The way it was written. That wasn't Jade's style. Not even close. Everything felt like a lie now. Everything except the weight in my chest. I reached home, numb. Threw my scarf on the bed. Tired eyes. Frayed voice. Shaking hands. But I didn't cry. Then. My phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: "Did you get home safe?" I didn't answer. I couldn't. My mind then grasped on it. It was Jade. My heart felt heavy.

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    A shadow i

    The morning light filtered weakly through my curtains, casting pale shadows across my room. My scarf lay folded neatly on my desk, a familiar weight I hadn't yet draped over my face today. My phone buzzed silently on the bed, screen lighting up. I grabbed and checked last night's message from an unknown number. I stared at it long enough to feel the pulse in my temples rise. Who could it be? My mind flickered to Jade, of course. Who else would have my number? But the thought was sharp, like a blade cutting through doubt. It didn't feel like him. Not really. I sat up, pulling the scarf to cover my cheeks and chin as usual. The fabric felt like armor, and for a moment, I wondered what it would be like to peel it off, to face the world without hiding. But I couldn't. Not yet. I went downstairs after bathing, and grabbed some snacks. Helping myself on my way to school. ∆ I waved my mom go

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Whispers ii

    I made it to the bathroom before the first tear slipped out. I locked myself in a stall and stared at the graffiti on the wall, wondering if any of the people who wrote these ugly, anonymous things had ever felt the kind of shame that sticks to your skin no matter how many showers you take. It got worse after that. A paper note stuck to my desk during class: "Creep" "Stalker" "Obsessed bitch" A whisper from the back of the classroom: "Heard she was hiding in the supply room. Creepy, right?" And Jade? He never denied any of it. Never corrected them. Never said a word in my defense. He just kept showing up. Sitting close. Looking at me like I was some experiment he hadn't figured out yet. And I kept holding myself together by threads.

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Whispers i

    If shame had a sound, it would be the echo of those old documents hitting the floor. I still hear it- sharp, metallic, final. The sound that gave me away. The sound that tore whatever dignity I had left into pieces. I didn't mean to see it. I didn't want to. But I did. And now… they know. Melissa saw me. Jade saw me. And what's worse- they didn't care. Not really. She looked annoyed. He looked amused. And me? I looked pathetic. Like some obsessed little girl hiding in corners, spying on moments I had no business witnessing. That's probably what they think. Maybe that's what I am. I couldn't sleep that night. My body was still, but my mind was chaos. I kept replaying it-Melissa's kiss, Jade's hands on her waist, and that smug little smirk he gave me as I walked past them like I didn't matter. Again. Maybe I never did.

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Why Me?

    When I got home that night, I shut my door again and collapsed into bed fully clothed.No scarf. No homework. Just silence. Pain. My stomach was aching.And tears I couldn't stop anymore.I thought I could just avoid him. I thought if I stayed quiet, kept my head down, maybe this would pass. Maybe they'd move on. But overhearing that boy behind the bleachers? It didn't sound like they planned on moving on at all."Sh''s throwing herself at Jade." he'd said.And in that moment, something inside me had shifted. Fractured.No- snapped.I shouldn't let them destroy me, tell lies about me.Not like this.The next morning, I woke up cold. Not physically, but deep inside. Like something had frozen overnight and refused to thaw. I didn't touch my scarf at first. I just sat at the edge of the bed, staring down at my shoes.This version of

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    The Warning and Rumors.

    ARK'S POINT OF VIEW.When I woke up, my eyes were swollen from crying, even though I didn't remember actually shedding any tears.I pulled on my uniform slower than usual.Wrapped the scarf tighter.I barely made it through the first three periods. The tension in my chest never eased, and I couldn't stop watching the door every time it opened, half-expecting Melissa to storm in with a new grudge. The one that I saw her vulnerable. She never did.But she was watching me. She was planning something.At lunch, I caught her glancing at me across the yard, whispering something to Charlotte. Tasha looked over her shoulder too.Their faces weren't angry.They were amused.Smiling.I didn't understand why.Until I overheard one of the guys in Jade's circle bragging behind the bleachers."Heard that she's throwing he

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Hit For A Stranger ii.

    JADE'S POINT OF VIEW CONTINUED... At lunch, I spotted her alone, sitting under a tree. Everyone else scattered in clumps. But she? Always out of reach. A ghost in daylight. Perfect target. I picked up a ball that was under my shoes.

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Punched For Him.

    THIS CONTENT DOESN'T ENCOURAGE BULLY.$$#TASHA'S POINT OF VIEW.#$$Before all this, scarf girl never mattered. Just another quiet presence blending into the background of our buzzing hallways. But then Jade started payi

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    Avoiding Him i.

    $ # ARK'S POINT OF VIEW. # $ $ I woke to the throb. It pulsed through my stomach like something alive, a slow, punishing reminder that Melissa's fists weren't some nightmare I

  • My FaCiAl Disorder    What Are We?

    MELISSA'S POINT OF VIEW. # $ $ I stood in front of his locker like it meant something, I wanted to clear somethings up. I wanted to hear from him, what was going on between him and the scarf girl. I was so angry in a way that I

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