Some words hurt worse than weapons
I had Maths again today first lesson and thankfully I sat in front of Johnny so I didn’t have to watch him be mad at me. Miss Baker walks in with a cheerful face like usual. She gave me a small smile noticing my frown and started taking attendance. I twisted my body to face Johnny and his eyes shifted to the floor. Wow I really must of said something wrong.
“Y/n?” Miss baker asked. My mind was everywhere at the moment. She continued. “I can see you’re here so I’ll mark you in,” she says with a soft smile. I returned it. I saw Ricky passing me a note and I opened it. It said ‘Hey you okay?’ I swiftly wrote down ‘yeah my minds just not letting me stay focused’. I passed the note back to him. He gave me a quick smile and nod while focusing back to the teacher. I tried my best to lesson remembering why I transferred here. It was all because of you and your stupid toxic  self but it was also me and now i’ve told someone else about you. Now he hates me so maybe he will tell everyone and I won’t be able to get away from my past. My heart was beating quicker and my breath was speeding up. I had to get out of the classroom. I sprinted out the class grabbing my stuff running to the bleachers again. I bursted out in tears not being able to hold it in. Great so now I’ve cried twice in school for two days straight. I kept wiping my tears away but they wouldn’t stop crying. I breathed in and out like my mom taught me. Eventually I felt numb. I saw a figure approach me.
“Hey,” the voice says. I look up to see Johnny with a small smile with soft eyes.
“Now that I’m sad you want to talk to me?” I scoff.
“Listen what you said yesterday was a tough topic okay?” He said a tiny bit mad.
“Whatever I’m sorry okay but leave me alone now,” I say with no remorse.
“No,” he says softly and for a moment I wanted to hug him but I know I can’t trust anyone.

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