Ella's POV
Everyone hated me now. I was a stranger to the people who loved me the most. At school no one would sit near me or even look into my direction. When my mom died I felt like a ghost just functioning in a human body and now I really am a ghost. People pass by me like I dont exist. Jacob, Steve, Rachel, Tina, Walter my aunt our home employees no one would look at e and when they would I could see disgust on their faces.
I knew the truth but the truth didnt seem to know me. Maybe what I knew to be the truth was false maybe I am being delusional. Because if what I think the truth is really the truth then the people who loved me would see it too. No the truth that I know is not the truth maybe I am going crazy what they say is the truth so many people can't be wrong.
When I went for my court mandated psych evaluation it was clear I am bipolar. They had all the evidence I am guilty. The report said I live in a distorted reality after the passing of my mother and it was clear as day that I killed them. But did kill both of them I dont know maybe yes I did. I did really want them out of the house maybe yes I lied. Yes I can't believe myself if my mind says that's not true I can't believe that Jacob's eyes are lying if he thinks I am a monster I am one. It was clear as day my first day back at school all of them sitting on a table when I approached them.
"Guys." I said with a low voice. No one looked at me they all went silent.
Tina stood up "I think you should leave Ella we have nothing to do with you anymore."
I cried and begged them "Please just once talk to me."
I looked at Jacob. "Please Jacob just once look at me."
Rage took over him one I had never seen before. He got up and flung his hand in the air ready to slap me, I flinched and he stopped and put his hand down and said. "If you have ever loved me for even a second just never show your face again to me."
Walter left too, Rachel smirked, Tina went behind Walter and Steve my best friend looked at me with utmost disgust.
My legs shook I looked at Jacob wanting to say a lot of things but my voice got caught in my throat nothing came out.
That night I went back home I got a knife from the kitchen put it on my wrist to end it all when my dad's voice whispered in my ears. "My little princess please dont do this, get up and find all the answers you dont even have the questions for."
I dropped the knife on the floor and sobbed alone with my hand out hoping someone would hold it even if its for a second.