Fallen.

Chapter two

Fallen.

When she was crying, he was laughing with them. But screaming inside, for them to stop.
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On Monday, i trudged to school, without eating any food. School was good and all. But I just wanted to stay at home. I felt sad all the time. I had never fit in, and that made school harder. I sat in each class paying attention to the lessons,at lunch I decided to sit outside alone, even though I had a big group of said friends waiting for me. usually I'd sit with my fake friends but, I wasn't feeling well today. I sighed as I sat at the table. There was the sound of another tray which hit my table making me want to look up.
"Hey no one," he smirked his blue eyes burned into me, making me look away.
"What are you doing here?" I ask I was a little angry, I wanted to be alone, why was he here!
"Nothing "he said calmly sitting I front of me. His hair was swooped back and a nice shade of brown compared to my blond head and green eyes.
"Your eyes are beautiful" he said smirking at me. All the other girls would melt at this action. Not me. I wasn't falling for the players trap.
"I know, I think my eyes are beautiful as well." I said bored with him. He seemed surprised with my confidence.
I wasn't falling for him anytime soon. He could stop wasting his time.
I picked up my tray walking away after hearing him say "bye no one" . I walked away and dumped the untouched food into the bin. I felt a little tug at me from my heart. And then I realized oh yeah, I am a heartless person so I have been told.

***

Silence was my best friend. It was there when I cried, when I screamed when I wanted to run away, silence was there with me in the darkest places. I sat in class five minutes early, and silence was with me, as always. I pulled out my book deciding to read. The class room started filling up, loud and noisy students came in as my perfect silence had left. The class of grade 12 history was not fun. I slowly wrote notes off of the board . Tired, I wanted to leave. After History was over I made my way to my final class. English. This was my favourite subject. We were reading and analyzing Shakespeare. Now Shakespeare was a true artist. His works were so filled to the brim with excruciating emotions. Romeo and Juliet was my favourite. I know it's cliche, but romeo and Juliet wasn't what I liked, the love didn't mean anything to me. It was the lies, they were together even when they were forbidden. Why is the story based on liars. This was something I often wondered. The bell rang dismissing students from school. I made my way to my locker. Stuffing whatever I had into my bag. I kept thinking back to the blue eyed boy. Wondering what his story was. Everybody had a story. Except me, the pages of my story were torn out by- I close my eyes ridding the memories. I don't need more sadness. I walked home slowly. The leaves were starting to change colours. The old generation of leaves was soon to leave, slowing place for the new generation to come.

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Entering my empty house I pulled off my shoes, I put them neatly to the side as I took my bag to my room, I put my bag beside my desk. I decided to get my homework done fast today, judging that I had to start work fast. I worked at the library, one place where I actually enjoyed being. After finishing my homework I put on my library t-shirt which read: TOWN LIBRARY. And had my name tag on it. I looked back onto the desk. My anti-depressant pills were there. I took one out and walked to the bath room. With the pill in my hand I looked in the mirror, I put on a smile. I turned towards the toilet, tossing the pill in. I hated those pills, they made me more sad, and tiered, and made me see things. I promised my parents that I would take them, but when they found out that the bottle was full for a whole year they started checking. After that, flushing was my new strategy.

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I walked to the library. Once I had gotten in I put on my mask. It was a small mask that went over my eyes. It was a metaphor to not judge a book by its cover. Every employee had to wear one. Today I was the only one at the desk. It wasn't very busy. I was an hour into my two hour shift, when he walked in. He looked different, softer, kinder, sadder. He walked past my counter. Going straight for the books. I didn't know he read... Or that he could. I mentally slapped myself for such a stupid thought. After around twenty minutes he walked up to me, putting ten children books on the counter. I looked at him amused, I guess he's still learning to read.
His blue eyes looked at me confused.
Then understanding he said "for my little brother."
"Oh" I said. My face going pink because of my stupidity.
He smiled warmly, he probably didn't know it was me- the no one. Pulling out his wallet as I scanned the books into the outgoing system. His wallet was a classic black leather. He pulled out a library card handing it to me. I couldn't help but notice his arms. They were filled with swirly black tattoos, but what I noticed more was that they were covering something. I was snapped out of my thoughts as the library card made a sound as it was accepted. I read the name on the card
"Logan Carter?" I ask confirming that this was his card.
He nodded his head. I handed him the books in a small bag.
"Thanks-" he paused to read my name tag, "Beatrice?"
"It's trice" I said annoyed, not at him, but my horrible name. It wasn't bad it just didn't sound like mine.
He took a long stare at me with his bright blue eyes. My own green eyes awkwardly fell to the ground,
A smirk made way to his handsome face.
"I think I know you... Oh! No one!See you at school trice." He said before walking out the library door. Great another thing to add to my list of why I hate the world.
Sigh.

***

Once I was home, I greeted my parents. I went to take a quick shower. The whole time I was thinking about Logan Carter , and his tattoos, but mostly what they were covering. Annoyed with my unanswered questions, I left the shower putting on a loose grey t-shirt, with a pair of old shorts. I headed down for dinner. My mom and dad sat at each side of the table, I sat in front of the one empty chair at our dinner table. I sighed, life has changed so much, the empty chair was hurting my heart, I moved my gaze to the dinner.
"How was school dear?" My dad asked.
Horrible. "Good"
"And work?" My mom added.
Confusing. "Fine"
"Honey aren't you hungry?" My mom asked when she noticed I wasn't eating.
"No, I went out to get some food with my friends." I lied.
"Okay" they said.
I went back up to my room, I didn't feel like eating today, so I didn't.
I looked in the mirror, I didn't have self confidence issues, I liked how I looked. I was fine with my looks. I had life issues. And not fine with my emotional feelings. I felt like shit. But then again who doesn't.
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A/N: YAY! We learned the characters names! The boys names is Logan and the main character is Trice. Hope you guys like this! And what is Logan's secret?! What's he covering up?!
Also the diner table is a four seater, so there was an empty chair! This means something!!!!!
What do you guys think about trice being depressed?
Okay too much hints. Hope y'all are enjoying this!