Beauty and The Geek
Chapter Eight - Avery's POV
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Warning(s)?: Swearing and ... you'll know when you get there :(
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I close my eyes and I feel my heart beat increasing The black spots are back, my hands feel like someone is sticking large needles inside them and I feel the edges of my vision swirling A loud beeping sound echos around the room and I scream, oxygen draining from my body.
"We're losing her!" Someone says and I feel someone stick another needle into my arm and open my mouth to yell for help but nothing comes out.
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Chapter Eight
. Camera On .
YouTube Channel - AvesBrownEyes
Subscribed: 8,799,405
Tumblr: AvesBrownEyes
FaceBook: Avery Small / AvesBrownEyes
Twitter: RealAverySmall
Twitter: Just about to go for a run :) See @megangold ; @daniirocks ; @abbeyblondes ; @missmexxcat at the next track meet! Love yas!
"It's funny. Since my first video two years ago; I've gained over eight million subscribers. Most YouTubers can get around two million in three years. I've got no idea how it happened but thanks so much.
If you don't know me and you just subscribed then hi. My name is Avery Bella Small. I'm 18 years old and I'm about to reach nine million subscribers I'm slightly weird, nerdy, geeky and I'm just some random girl that makes videos. I'm not sure why you like these so much but whatever. I live in London with my mom dad and two younger brothers, Greg an Ryan. I hate watermelon. I'm a A++ student. I can't cartwheel. Nothing about me is normal."
. Camera Off .
Running releases endorphin's which make you happy. The super happy drug. Which is one of the three reasons that I run.
Reason 1). It makes me feel good (endorphin's).
Reason 2). It keeps me fit.
Reason 3). Hello? Hot guys.
But I don't need reason three anyone. I pull my sweaty hair from it's ponytail and glance at myself. I'm in a black sports bra and tight mini shorts. I'm trying to burn off the calories that I gained during Hannah's death. Summer's coming up and I want to be able to wear a bikini again.
I sigh; and I look around. I'm alone. Then again, it's 9:30 at night. On a Tuesday. At school. I like to run in the dark. I almost never turn the track lights on.
My slightly dusty body reeks of sweat and I turn the shower on. Our school has strangely amazing showers. They're the nice hot power shower ones. Almost as good as the ones we have at home. Almost.
Rubbing my spearmint lips together; I feel a trickle of sweat run down my spine. Someone's here. I'm hoping it's not Cody. If it's going to be anyone, I hope that it's Marcel. But he wouldn't do something like this... Would he?
I pull my sports bra over my head. My plain black bra is stuck to my pale skin and I sigh. My head is pounding and I look around. Goosebumps have crawled all over my skin and I pull of my shorts.
My life has recently fallen out of place. Every time something good happens, something bad happens. Marcel confessed that he loved me. My sister killed herself. She killed herself. It's been two months and I can't get over it. I know that it seems like I'm being irrational. Two months. You shouldn't been over your sisters death in two months.
Compartmentalization. It's what I do best. I can sort anything out. I don't need to think about it, I'm just able to separate everything. Focus on what I need to do and then add emotions. But it's not like I needed emotions.
But Marcel. He just makes me ... I can't explain it. He sends butterflies racing down my spine, he tickles my toes and makes my head dizzy. My phone starts buzzing. It's playing Katy Perry's Teenage Dream because he's mine.
Marcel Styles: What are you doing, love?
Avery Small: Just got back from running track :)
Marcel Styles: When will you get home?
Avery Small: I'm going to go shower. About an hour?
Marcel Styles: Okay. Can we watch Finding Nemo when you get home?
Avery Small: Course honey :)
Marcel Styles: Thanks, love you.
Avery Small: I love you too, be home as soon as I can. xx
I slide inside the shower after removing my bra and panties. I quickly wash myself with Vanilla and Coconut body-wash and Grapefruit shampoo. I jump out of the shower and I feel a set of chills run down my spine.
Someone's here... And it's not Marcel... "Hello?" I call out. Okay, horror movie cliche but ... what the fuck else do you do? Nothing... I shrug and pull on my bra and panties. Grabbing my PINK aqua Yoga pants from the ground, I look over to the wall when I see a shadow move across it. My heart races as I quickly pull on a American Eagle lemon/orange tank top. I chuck the rest of my clothing into a Country Road bag, pull on my runners and run from the changing rooms.
"Who's there?" I call out. Clenching my fist, I lock and close the Girls Bathroom door behind me. Someone's hand grips my arm, "Ahhh!"
"Shh, it's just be." It's Cody. Oh, fuck.
"What do you want, Cody?" I hiss.
"You. I want you."
"You do realize that I have a boyfriend, right?"
"Yes. But we both know that I'm better then Marcel." His breath tickles my ear and I push my hands into his chest. But he's stronger then me. Grabbing my wrists me leans in for a kiss. I turn my face away so he catches the wall. Grabbing back my hands, my nails scrap the corner of his face.
"Get the fuck away from me, Cody! You have a girlfriend."
"I'll happily dump Alice to be with you."
"And I'd never dump Marcel to be with you! Get the away from me! This sexual harassment!" I scream. He grabs my left arm and pulls it behind my back. He grabs my breast and I scream. I try to get away. I slam my knee into crotch and I run. But, in my fear; I feel my legs turning into jelly and I stumble. Cody grabs my arm and he smirks.
My heart starts to race like a jack hammer and my head is dizzy. I feel like smoke is being blasted into my brain and tickles start to run down my hands.
What's happening?
"C'mon Avey. I know that you like me..." He whisper. I go to punch him but my hands are in spasms. I can't breath. My lungs feel like they're being compressed and the edges of my vision start to go fuzzy with black dots...
I fall to the ground, my head colliding with the wall behind me.
[Flashback: Avery's POV. Aged: 15]
My younger sister Hannah looks over at me. She's got long blonde hair the curls around her waist. Hannah's always been the pretty one. Mom's favourite. Andre' (my mom) looks over at me smiling.
It's awards day and I've been nominated for nine awards and I've already won eight of them. I'm slightly worried as Alice is giving me the death glare. Louis and Niall are sitting on either sides of me. Louis' hand is linked with mine, he's keeping me sane.
"And the Gold Biology Award goes to ... Avery Small!" Their's a sigh and moan through out everyone and I get some death glares. Alice was also nominated as well and since I beat her for the award, I'm sure she'll beat me for real. I stand up on shaky legs and walk over to her. Alice smirks and I feel something trickle down my skin.
Not really tickle. It's chucked onto me. Bright green smile. Gunge. Tears well up and I feel them roll down my sticky cheeks.
"Hey Freak! Got something on your face!?!" Alice screams. The crowd bursts into laughter and I feel my chest bursting, my eyes sparkling with black dust and my throat closing up. I can't breath and my heart feels like it's going to burst.
I drop to the floor and everyone goes silent.
[Reality]
My eyes flutter open. An oxygen mask is on my face and I feel my body shaking. My vision is still lightly fuzzy and I can't make out who's around me.
"W-Who's there?" I whisper. My voice is broken and I feel my chest burning. I can still feel tingling in my hands and when someone grabs my hand I feel a smile racing over my face.
"H-Hi A-Avery." Someone stutters. Marcel?
"Mars?" I say. My eyelids ache from trying to keep my eyes open. The smile that has painted itself across my lips fades when I realize what happened.
"A-Are y-you okay?" Marcel whimpers. He's like a lost puppy dog, "G-Greg c-c-c-called me a-and s-said that y-y-y-you'd had a p-panic a-a-a-attack-k."
"That happens sometimes. It hasn't happened in a while so I just assumed that they'd stopped. I guess that I was wrong." I sigh.
"D-Do y-y-y-y-y-you know what s-s-set it off?"
I close my eyes and I feel my heart beat increasing. The black spots are back, my hands feel like someone is sticking large needles inside them and I feel the edges of my vision swirling. A loud beeping sound echos around the room and I scream, oxygen draining from my body.
"We're losing her!" Someone says and I feel someone stick another needle into my arm and open my mouth to yell for help but nothing comes out.
[Flashback: Avery's POV. Age: 15]
I take a deep breath and turn the camera on.
"Um so hi! My name is Avery Small. But most of my friends call me Aves. So I guess you can call me that too.
So if you didn't guess, this is my YouTube channel. I'm not quite a vlogger or a sketch comedian. I'm just ... an awkward girl with a weird sense of humor. So, if you subscribe to me, I promise you that you won't regret it. Thanks for your time!"
It's funny. I made that video two years ago. And within that two years I've gained almost nine million subscribers.
I'm just a weirdo...
[Reality].
"She's stable. Something is triggering a strain of panic attacks. We can't find the route cause. Avery? Can you hear me?"
I try to nod my hear and my shattered voice whispers, "I'm awake."
"Good sweetie. Okay, can you spell your name?"
"A-V-E-R-Y S-M-A-L-L. Avery Small."
"Okay. Now, can you tell me your age?"
"I'm 18."
"Great. Who lives with you?"
"I live with my mother, and my two brothers."
"What happened to your father?"
"He ... he killed himself just after Greg and Ryan where born." I can barely let that out. I feel like a weight as been lifted from my shoulders. I don't think that I've ever said it out loud.
And now Hannah's with him.
"Is their anyone that you'd like to speak too?"
"Can I talk to my mom?"
"Sure honey. I'll go and get her."
"Thanks." I open my eyes and look around. I'm alone. The room has been painted white with a feature wall that's light yellow. It smells like the Chem lab and I can feel a sharp shooting pain in my left arm in my wrist and the inside of my elbow.
They're got needles in them. Footsteps echo from outside my room and I quickly close my eyes. My mother, Andre' runs into the room. I crack open an eye to look at her. Her normally bright eyes are dulled and her glowing smile has faded.
"Oh my little baby!" She hugs me.
"Mommy." I croak.
"How did this happen." I close my eyes and snuggle a bit deeper down into my bed. The nurse looks at her and says to speak with her.
I can't hear what they are saying but I'm pretty sure that it's not going to be good. Every possible idea runs through my head. Tilting my head towards them, I managed to hear the nurse say the word, "Rape".
Warning(s)?: Swearing and ... you'll know when you get there :(
.
I close my eyes and I feel my heart beat increasing The black spots are back, my hands feel like someone is sticking large needles inside them and I feel the edges of my vision swirling A loud beeping sound echos around the room and I scream, oxygen draining from my body.
"We're losing her!" Someone says and I feel someone stick another needle into my arm and open my mouth to yell for help but nothing comes out.
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Chapter Eight
. Camera On .
YouTube Channel - AvesBrownEyes
Subscribed: 8,799,405
Tumblr: AvesBrownEyes
FaceBook: Avery Small / AvesBrownEyes
Twitter: RealAverySmall
Twitter: Just about to go for a run :) See @megangold ; @daniirocks ; @abbeyblondes ; @missmexxcat at the next track meet! Love yas!
"It's funny. Since my first video two years ago; I've gained over eight million subscribers. Most YouTubers can get around two million in three years. I've got no idea how it happened but thanks so much.
If you don't know me and you just subscribed then hi. My name is Avery Bella Small. I'm 18 years old and I'm about to reach nine million subscribers I'm slightly weird, nerdy, geeky and I'm just some random girl that makes videos. I'm not sure why you like these so much but whatever. I live in London with my mom dad and two younger brothers, Greg an Ryan. I hate watermelon. I'm a A++ student. I can't cartwheel. Nothing about me is normal."
. Camera Off .
Running releases endorphin's which make you happy. The super happy drug. Which is one of the three reasons that I run.
Reason 1). It makes me feel good (endorphin's).
Reason 2). It keeps me fit.
Reason 3). Hello? Hot guys.
But I don't need reason three anyone. I pull my sweaty hair from it's ponytail and glance at myself. I'm in a black sports bra and tight mini shorts. I'm trying to burn off the calories that I gained during Hannah's death. Summer's coming up and I want to be able to wear a bikini again.
I sigh; and I look around. I'm alone. Then again, it's 9:30 at night. On a Tuesday. At school. I like to run in the dark. I almost never turn the track lights on.
My slightly dusty body reeks of sweat and I turn the shower on. Our school has strangely amazing showers. They're the nice hot power shower ones. Almost as good as the ones we have at home. Almost.
Rubbing my spearmint lips together; I feel a trickle of sweat run down my spine. Someone's here. I'm hoping it's not Cody. If it's going to be anyone, I hope that it's Marcel. But he wouldn't do something like this... Would he?
I pull my sports bra over my head. My plain black bra is stuck to my pale skin and I sigh. My head is pounding and I look around. Goosebumps have crawled all over my skin and I pull of my shorts.
My life has recently fallen out of place. Every time something good happens, something bad happens. Marcel confessed that he loved me. My sister killed herself. She killed herself. It's been two months and I can't get over it. I know that it seems like I'm being irrational. Two months. You shouldn't been over your sisters death in two months.
Compartmentalization. It's what I do best. I can sort anything out. I don't need to think about it, I'm just able to separate everything. Focus on what I need to do and then add emotions. But it's not like I needed emotions.
But Marcel. He just makes me ... I can't explain it. He sends butterflies racing down my spine, he tickles my toes and makes my head dizzy. My phone starts buzzing. It's playing Katy Perry's Teenage Dream because he's mine.
Marcel Styles: What are you doing, love?
Avery Small: Just got back from running track :)
Marcel Styles: When will you get home?
Avery Small: I'm going to go shower. About an hour?
Marcel Styles: Okay. Can we watch Finding Nemo when you get home?
Avery Small: Course honey :)
Marcel Styles: Thanks, love you.
Avery Small: I love you too, be home as soon as I can. xx
I slide inside the shower after removing my bra and panties. I quickly wash myself with Vanilla and Coconut body-wash and Grapefruit shampoo. I jump out of the shower and I feel a set of chills run down my spine.
Someone's here... And it's not Marcel... "Hello?" I call out. Okay, horror movie cliche but ... what the fuck else do you do? Nothing... I shrug and pull on my bra and panties. Grabbing my PINK aqua Yoga pants from the ground, I look over to the wall when I see a shadow move across it. My heart races as I quickly pull on a American Eagle lemon/orange tank top. I chuck the rest of my clothing into a Country Road bag, pull on my runners and run from the changing rooms.
"Who's there?" I call out. Clenching my fist, I lock and close the Girls Bathroom door behind me. Someone's hand grips my arm, "Ahhh!"
"Shh, it's just be." It's Cody. Oh, fuck.
"What do you want, Cody?" I hiss.
"You. I want you."
"You do realize that I have a boyfriend, right?"
"Yes. But we both know that I'm better then Marcel." His breath tickles my ear and I push my hands into his chest. But he's stronger then me. Grabbing my wrists me leans in for a kiss. I turn my face away so he catches the wall. Grabbing back my hands, my nails scrap the corner of his face.
"Get the fuck away from me, Cody! You have a girlfriend."
"I'll happily dump Alice to be with you."
"And I'd never dump Marcel to be with you! Get the away from me! This sexual harassment!" I scream. He grabs my left arm and pulls it behind my back. He grabs my breast and I scream. I try to get away. I slam my knee into crotch and I run. But, in my fear; I feel my legs turning into jelly and I stumble. Cody grabs my arm and he smirks.
My heart starts to race like a jack hammer and my head is dizzy. I feel like smoke is being blasted into my brain and tickles start to run down my hands.
What's happening?
"C'mon Avey. I know that you like me..." He whisper. I go to punch him but my hands are in spasms. I can't breath. My lungs feel like they're being compressed and the edges of my vision start to go fuzzy with black dots...
I fall to the ground, my head colliding with the wall behind me.
[Flashback: Avery's POV. Aged: 15]
My younger sister Hannah looks over at me. She's got long blonde hair the curls around her waist. Hannah's always been the pretty one. Mom's favourite. Andre' (my mom) looks over at me smiling.
It's awards day and I've been nominated for nine awards and I've already won eight of them. I'm slightly worried as Alice is giving me the death glare. Louis and Niall are sitting on either sides of me. Louis' hand is linked with mine, he's keeping me sane.
"And the Gold Biology Award goes to ... Avery Small!" Their's a sigh and moan through out everyone and I get some death glares. Alice was also nominated as well and since I beat her for the award, I'm sure she'll beat me for real. I stand up on shaky legs and walk over to her. Alice smirks and I feel something trickle down my skin.
Not really tickle. It's chucked onto me. Bright green smile. Gunge. Tears well up and I feel them roll down my sticky cheeks.
"Hey Freak! Got something on your face!?!" Alice screams. The crowd bursts into laughter and I feel my chest bursting, my eyes sparkling with black dust and my throat closing up. I can't breath and my heart feels like it's going to burst.
I drop to the floor and everyone goes silent.
[Reality]
My eyes flutter open. An oxygen mask is on my face and I feel my body shaking. My vision is still lightly fuzzy and I can't make out who's around me.
"W-Who's there?" I whisper. My voice is broken and I feel my chest burning. I can still feel tingling in my hands and when someone grabs my hand I feel a smile racing over my face.
"H-Hi A-Avery." Someone stutters. Marcel?
"Mars?" I say. My eyelids ache from trying to keep my eyes open. The smile that has painted itself across my lips fades when I realize what happened.
"A-Are y-you okay?" Marcel whimpers. He's like a lost puppy dog, "G-Greg c-c-c-called me a-and s-said that y-y-y-you'd had a p-panic a-a-a-attack-k."
"That happens sometimes. It hasn't happened in a while so I just assumed that they'd stopped. I guess that I was wrong." I sigh.
"D-Do y-y-y-y-y-you know what s-s-set it off?"
I close my eyes and I feel my heart beat increasing. The black spots are back, my hands feel like someone is sticking large needles inside them and I feel the edges of my vision swirling. A loud beeping sound echos around the room and I scream, oxygen draining from my body.
"We're losing her!" Someone says and I feel someone stick another needle into my arm and open my mouth to yell for help but nothing comes out.
[Flashback: Avery's POV. Age: 15]
I take a deep breath and turn the camera on.
"Um so hi! My name is Avery Small. But most of my friends call me Aves. So I guess you can call me that too.
So if you didn't guess, this is my YouTube channel. I'm not quite a vlogger or a sketch comedian. I'm just ... an awkward girl with a weird sense of humor. So, if you subscribe to me, I promise you that you won't regret it. Thanks for your time!"
It's funny. I made that video two years ago. And within that two years I've gained almost nine million subscribers.
I'm just a weirdo...
[Reality].
"She's stable. Something is triggering a strain of panic attacks. We can't find the route cause. Avery? Can you hear me?"
I try to nod my hear and my shattered voice whispers, "I'm awake."
"Good sweetie. Okay, can you spell your name?"
"A-V-E-R-Y S-M-A-L-L. Avery Small."
"Okay. Now, can you tell me your age?"
"I'm 18."
"Great. Who lives with you?"
"I live with my mother, and my two brothers."
"What happened to your father?"
"He ... he killed himself just after Greg and Ryan where born." I can barely let that out. I feel like a weight as been lifted from my shoulders. I don't think that I've ever said it out loud.
And now Hannah's with him.
"Is their anyone that you'd like to speak too?"
"Can I talk to my mom?"
"Sure honey. I'll go and get her."
"Thanks." I open my eyes and look around. I'm alone. The room has been painted white with a feature wall that's light yellow. It smells like the Chem lab and I can feel a sharp shooting pain in my left arm in my wrist and the inside of my elbow.
They're got needles in them. Footsteps echo from outside my room and I quickly close my eyes. My mother, Andre' runs into the room. I crack open an eye to look at her. Her normally bright eyes are dulled and her glowing smile has faded.
"Oh my little baby!" She hugs me.
"Mommy." I croak.
"How did this happen." I close my eyes and snuggle a bit deeper down into my bed. The nurse looks at her and says to speak with her.
I can't hear what they are saying but I'm pretty sure that it's not going to be good. Every possible idea runs through my head. Tilting my head towards them, I managed to hear the nurse say the word, "Rape".
Notes
Hey guys! Sorry for the update that took ages :( Sorry but, can I ask if you'd pleeeease have a look at my Hannah One-Shot (I think that if you're reading this story, then you might really like to read it). http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/14784/The-Darkness/.Also, Avery's panic attacks are based of my ones. This is MY experience with panic attacks and where I've ended up with them. Yes, I've been in hospital from a really bad panic attack. So sorry if they're slightly different to your experiences with panic attacks but this is how I remember mine are like. :)
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11/25/13