The Sorrowful Scorning

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Jordan:

The bass pounds through my head, bringing me to life. When I listen to my music, I have no worries. It brings me away from everything else, lets me be free. I feel bad, blanking Natalia like that, but it is for the better, for both of us. For now, at least. She leaves, acting like she doesn't care, but  I know she does, and I know I have hurt her. Again.

I push it out of my mind, for now at least. Andy and Chris explain it all to me, although Natalia would have done a better job, had I let her. Whilst we chat, I feel a throb in the back of my mind, a constant distraction. As always, I ignore it, and continue with my façade of carelessness. When Study hall is over, I take the long walk home alone, my thoughts to myself. I need to make some decisions, and soon. I sigh, and close my eyes, standing at the side of the road. I feel the rush of every passing car, every footstep that passes echos in my ears, each breath of wind. Somewhere in the back of my mind I am aware of Percy’s bag splitting, and him swearing viciously. But I shut it all out, and just let it be. I clear my mind of all thought, and sort through the memories of the last 24 hours, one by one. I like to take this moment of peace everyday, to clear my head. I have so much going on, and not enough time, or courage, to sort it all out. My eyes snap back open, and like nothing happened, I move on, and drag my feet home.

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