An Introvert's Love

4

Yura

The cheerful voices of the students brought me back into my senses. I stood on the veranda like a statue not knowing what I am supposed to do. I roamed my eyes around to find students all over the place, some giggling and some crying embracing each other in a blissful hug. I wanted to be happy seeing them all like this but the pang of heaviness in my chest said otherwise.

If only I wasn't like this, there might be someone now beside me with whom I could have enjoyed the moment.

I shook my head and leaned against the pillar. I wish I could just throw these thoughts out of my head.

"Ow," I shrieked and turned around to find some of my classmates playing around with chalk piece powder. Shrema, one of my classmates rubbed my back dusting off the chalk powder from my coat. I looked her over from my shoulder and said thanks. She is sweet and a helpful one in my class. She smiled in return.

Vinny threw the duster towards me but I hit it with my hand to my side. ahh!shit!this is so annoying! Vinny's eyes widened and she started laughing pointing towards the direction where I had thrown the duster.

Unfortunately, the duster had landed straight on Nila's face and she looked like a ghost with all the white chalk powder in her face. I immediately went near her with concern muttering hundreds of sorries and to help her get rid of the chalk powder.

Vinny held the bottle in her hand from which Nila was rubbing her face with water. I muttered sorries again and again standing close to her side, I took Nila's kerchief and shrugged off some powder that was attached to the side of her face with worry evident in my eyes.

Suddenly Nila snatched the water bottle from Vinny's hand and splashed the water on my whole face, most of the water entering my nostrils stimulating a burning sensation inside my head. I was shocked by her outburst.

I sat on the floor due to the unexpected impact and grabbed my kerchief that was stuffed in my coat pocket. In an attempt to get rid of the piercing pain in my head I buried my face in the kerchief.

I know it won't help but at least it made my tears invisible to them. I was already on the verge of crying when I registered what she did and the aching feeling in my head was not at all helping.

I felt so embarrassed, I just wanna cry and scream. I looked up at her after few minutes of trying to calm my nerves."Ptch!If my face gonna get any allergies in future, I don't know what I will splash in your face next time" She said in disgust and anger, stomping her feet on the floor.

How pathetic of me to expect a sorry from her?! But now I wanted to kill her with my own hands. As usual, contrary to my thoughts I got up from the floor and went towards her consoling and apologizing.

There was an announcement that the Correspondent wanted to have a word with us so all students shuffled inside the class, it was mostly about how we should grow ourselves and cherish our life with happiness and all.

I was sitting near her throughout the whole section and begged her to forgive me and I held her by the shoulder. And finally, she gave in saying it's okay.

My head was now hurting like hell but still, I tried my best to make her forgive me. Not even once did she muttered sorry, it isn't that tough? is it?

Inside my head, I m planning how to murder her but outside I m being like this... it's just I don't wanna hurt her neither by words nor by my actions.

Why the hell am I like this?!! She always likes to put me down and talk shit about me and here I am trying to be kind and good to her.

I feel so bad. I want to break everything around me and crawl into some hole where nobody can see me. All these years I am facing this type of humiliation and the worst thing about it was, I am tolerating everything.

I speak things which I don't mean, I do things which I was sure not intended to do. Its been like this for as long as I was in this school.

The session ended and I hurriedly collected all my belongings inside my bag and rushed through the stairs to get to the van. Once I was seated in my regular seat, I glanced out through the window and came in eye to eye contact with Vinny and Nila.

I tried my best not to break down. All I could think of when I look at them was the humiliation they had put me through. But my stupid heart loves them despite everything they have ever done to me.

I sat there dead in my seat devoid of any emotion. They stepped inside the van and sat on the seat behind me.

As soon as the van drove off from the school, boys and girls, everyone started cheering and dancing with joyous smiles plastered on their contented faces emitting happiness, and then there's me who is sitting numb with an heavy headache and shattered heart.

Even my last day in school was a mess!

Oh god! help me, please.