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Hurt & Tears (Part 3)
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 Created on 6-7-08
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Slamming the bathroom door behind me I walk a few feet in and, remembering just in time that I picked up my skates right before storming away and that I still hold them in my hands I gently toss them away and lean against the wall, sinking to the floor, the tears flowing freely now. Wrapping my hands around my knees I bite my tongue.
Why do I do that? I just give my heart to the person I love - rather, the person I think I love - and he rips it out of my hand, tramples on it; maybe spits on it for good measure. I just open myself up to the world, get beaten and bruised. Why -
The bathroom door creaks open and then slams shut. Stupid thing; I told Iris it needs oiled. Without looking up I see two feet stop in front of me. I know those converse...
"Hey," says a familiar voice. I look up now to see Jeremy sliding down the wall and onto the floor beside me. I don't know why but seeing his face (even though right now I can't bring myself to look him in the eye), knowing he's right next to me, and feeling his gaze comforts me.
"I'm sorry..." he trails off as if unsure of what else to say.
I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and sniff. "It's ok." I try and get the hair that found its way into my mouth back with the rest where it belongs.
"No, it's not ok." I try to smile at the care that comes out in his deep voice but only succeed in choking on fresh tears. "We all know that what Casey did was so..."
"Rude?" I supply glancing at him.
He stares me in the eye. "Unacceptable. "
"Oh." I have to look away from his deep blue eyes before I break down sobbing again. Crying in front of my best guy friend to me is just stupid and embarrassing; plus it doesn't accomplish anything. Except making yourself look stupid and embarrassed. Especially if your guy friend is 6'1, has black spiky hair, amazing eyes and a gorgeous smile.
"Are you going to be alright, you know, by yourself?" Jeremy breaks into my thoughts with a little cough and it's then that I realize that he is in the girls' bathroom. What if someone -
Just then the door creaks open again and slams shut. Jeremy and I look up and see Jennifer Hughes, Frostie's most [expensive student], click-clacking her way to a stall. Her knee-length skirt swishes as if to a beat and her matching purse sways from its place around her left arm. I glance at Jeremy expecting him to be somewhat embarrassed but then I see laughter in his eyes.
A moment later a flush sound comes from within and the stall door bangs open. It's only after Jennifer struts up to the sink, purses her lips, checks her hair and turns to the door that she sees us. Her brown eyes flare up and her face transforms from smug satisfaction to pure horror. She doesn't even say anything before glaring at us (I swear her cheeks are tomato-red) and stomping out of the room, leaving wide-eyed me staring at a laughing Jeremy.
Why do I do that? I just give my heart to the person I love - rather, the person I think I love - and he rips it out of my hand, tramples on it; maybe spits on it for good measure. I just open myself up to the world, get beaten and bruised. Why -
The bathroom door creaks open and then slams shut. Stupid thing; I told Iris it needs oiled. Without looking up I see two feet stop in front of me. I know those converse...
"Hey," says a familiar voice. I look up now to see Jeremy sliding down the wall and onto the floor beside me. I don't know why but seeing his face (even though right now I can't bring myself to look him in the eye), knowing he's right next to me, and feeling his gaze comforts me.
"I'm sorry..." he trails off as if unsure of what else to say.
I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and sniff. "It's ok." I try and get the hair that found its way into my mouth back with the rest where it belongs.
"No, it's not ok." I try to smile at the care that comes out in his deep voice but only succeed in choking on fresh tears. "We all know that what Casey did was so..."
"Rude?" I supply glancing at him.
He stares me in the eye. "Unacceptable. "
"Oh." I have to look away from his deep blue eyes before I break down sobbing again. Crying in front of my best guy friend to me is just stupid and embarrassing; plus it doesn't accomplish anything. Except making yourself look stupid and embarrassed. Especially if your guy friend is 6'1, has black spiky hair, amazing eyes and a gorgeous smile.
"Are you going to be alright, you know, by yourself?" Jeremy breaks into my thoughts with a little cough and it's then that I realize that he is in the girls' bathroom. What if someone -
Just then the door creaks open again and slams shut. Jeremy and I look up and see Jennifer Hughes, Frostie's most [expensive student], click-clacking her way to a stall. Her knee-length skirt swishes as if to a beat and her matching purse sways from its place around her left arm. I glance at Jeremy expecting him to be somewhat embarrassed but then I see laughter in his eyes.
A moment later a flush sound comes from within and the stall door bangs open. It's only after Jennifer struts up to the sink, purses her lips, checks her hair and turns to the door that she sees us. Her brown eyes flare up and her face transforms from smug satisfaction to pure horror. She doesn't even say anything before glaring at us (I swear her cheeks are tomato-red) and stomping out of the room, leaving wide-eyed me staring at a laughing Jeremy.
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Please Login to post comments| On June 8th 2008 muse4apoem Said : | |
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Sorry it took so long to read this. But girl you didn't tell me! lol She should date Jermany! Thats funny that someone came in! |
| On June 7th 2008 TheScarletVeil Said : | |
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kmpp |
| On June 7th 2008 flutytute Said : | |
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haha love it kmp! |
| On June 7th 2008 rosebrugh Said : | |
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that last part was funny and they should end up in a special hug...then in a kiss when she turns to sit back down...message me and i will tell you intead of everyone else |
