Too Late: Day 6

 Word Count: 36,043

Summary of Events:

Waking up late because she had neither school nor work to go to, Amarina discovered the post featuring the second set of lyrics; quite upset that they'd been found by the same Mitchell Abernethey character who'd found the first set, she replied hotly that he wasn't supposed to have found them. Callan saw this reply and, surprised, apologised and asked her whom she'd meant to give them to. Amarina, not wanting this Mitchell Abernethey to know she'd wanted Callan Reid to find them, told him that they were just rubbish. Callan wasn't inclined to believe her, but decided to send her a message telling her about his struggles in the past in hopes of proving to her that he understood her suffering . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

The content of the message also surprised her, as he confessed to her that he’d been bullied and denigrated in the past, and had turned to self-harm as an alternative before even it proved insufficient help and he tried to kill himself.

Some people had intervened, however, thus he was alive today — and she wondered whether intervenor was actually a word — and wanted to help her because he knew what it was like to suffer to the point of engaging in self-harm and not merely contemplating, but also attempting to take his own life; although he admitted that he was only presuming that she was doing those things because of his suspicion that she was putting herself in the place of the little ant in the song.

She was rather surprised that Mitchell Abernethey would’ve been bullied, as she had to admit that she’d always viewed Mitchell as being the name of a tall, athletic type, the sort who would never get bullied not necessarily because he could hurt the bullies in retaliation, but because nobody would see anything physically wrong with him.

In fact, Mitchell Abernethey sounded rather prestigious, like someone who had a lot of money — but then again, she did know that there were celebrities who engaged in self-harm, and there was multiple celebrities who had killed themselves or were rumoured to have done so — but also the sort who would be reasonably self-assured.

Obviously he wasn’t as self-assured as he seemed, but even still, Amarina was annoyed that he was intent on pestering her like this, after all, she wasn’t really all that confident that he could give her any sort of help, whether from himself or anyone else; after all, he’d merely been bullied and denigrated, she’d been exposed, was still being hounded, and could well even be murdered if she wasn’t careful.

She tapped the window to compose a response, which she rewrote several times, as, again, the more she thought about him the angrier she became. He had only the smallest of ideas what was going on in her life, he couldn’t offer her any help, and even if he could, she didn’t want it. She was fine stumbling along on her own, and would find things a lot better if he could just leave her alone already.

Once she’d finally settled on the official content of her reply she sent it and set her mobile aside to return to her homework, which was now proving to be the welcome reprieve from all the frustration she felt at this Mitchell Abernethey and his continued expressions of desire to help her when he really couldn’t.

After all, he was a man. There was no way he couldn’t be, she’d never heard of a girl being named Mitchell. Michelle, sure, but not Mitchell. Mitchell was the boys’ form of Michelle.

She was suffering largely because of a man on social media — even if he never would’ve gotten on social media without her inadvertent help — the last thing she was going to expect was that another man on social media would be able to help her escape the other one, who knew her in person too, and surely was plotting how he was going to torture her before murdering her if she didn’t escape him by death or some other means first.