Short stories

Girl with heart on her sleeve

It all started with a girl that wore her heart on her sleeve. She got betrayed by few who she didn't mean anything to. Sadly, she always fell for those who seemed nice. Little did she know they weren't.

Yet again she fell head over heels for a boy. This one is different, she thought. Little did she know what he would do to her. People told her: ,You will get hurt'. There was no point in saying that because she was in too deep to even listen.

After a while, she started to see small things that were wrong. He always made comments about how other girls looked better. He said girls wearing revealing clothes looked better. He said girls that are taller looked better. He said this looks nice and that doesn't. Without realizing she changed her appearance based on what he said. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it and finally he complimented her. She felt.. Happy.

She was yet to realize what his intentions were. She thought he was trying to make her a better person. Yet she didn't realize she pushed all her friends away. Noone would talk to her and she could only wonder why.

This went for a while until one night. It was a night of Staying in school overnight event. She was so excited. She arrived with a smile on her face and pancakes in her arms. Everyone was having fun, singing karaoke, playing board games or just speaking. The time flew by and it was midnight. The teacher came and told everyone to find a place to sleep. So that's what everyone did.

She was unpacking her pillow when he came to her, asking if she wanted to talk, because he wasn't sleepy. She thought: What could possibly go wrong. So she agreed. He led her to a room where no one else was. They were alone. All of a sudden he kissed her. She thought she would be happy if this happened. She wasn't. She was trying to push him away. He didn't get the sign. So finally when he stopped she asked him: ,What are you doing?' ,her voice was all shaky. Without any words he just pushed himself onto her. She didn't know what was happening but she felt uncomfortable. All she knew at that moment was that he wouldn't stop.She was just standing there shaking while he was touching her and kissing her. Then it hit her, she had to do something. So she just kicked him and ran away. When she got to the restroom she locked herself in one of the stalls and broke down. She was just sitting there crying with her heart slowly breaking into small pieces.

The next morning he acted like nothing happened. She couldn't forget the animal-like look in his eyes. It was haunting her for weeks. She couldn't even close her eyes because all she could see was him. After many sleepless nights he sent her a text message. It said: Hi, I'm sorry but we cannot be friends anymore. I just don't like you. She just looked at the message with her eyes watering. She cried herself to sleep that night.

The next day she realized why he said that. She caught him kissing another girl in the locker room. As she saw it she ran away so he wouldn't notice her. So everyone was right, she thought. He moved to another girl and all she was left with was a broken heart and guilt.

She felt ashamed and stupid. If only she would listen when everyone told her to stay away. Now all she could do was to try and get her friends back. Surprisingly they weren't mad. They were just sad that she had to go through this alone. ,Noone should go through this kind of hardship alone' ,they said. She was grateful that her friends accepted her.

It took a long time until she realized that what happened wasn't her fault. She never realized that what he did was wrong until now. All he wanted was to gain her trust and do whatever it took to be pleased. And she did it because she liked him.

Even when she realized this and got over the boy her heart was still broken. She didn't tell anyone but inside she was scared to get close to people. She made a promise to herself. She will never let a boy do this to her. She wouldn't be able to handle it. With that she changed her looks. She chopped her hair because he always said long hair was pretty and it reminded her of his fingers getting tangled in it. She dyed her hair because that's what she wanted to do. She started wearing what she wanted. And so the new her was born.

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Hi everyone,

I wrote this short story that is based on a poem I wrote. I never intended on coming back here nor coming here with a short story written in English. I hope you'll like it. Also I didn't know if I should've put TW in the beginning, so I'll fix it if needed. Leave any constructive criticism down below. Hope you don't mind this rebrand.

Have a great one, see you next time! <3

- El

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