It's been 6 months since he left me for another girl. I never thought I would have mourned this long but I have. I feel so stupid crying myself to sleep every night over some boy that took my innocence, and just left me for another girl. I've been diagnosed with depression since the break up; I go to a therapist twice a week. I hate going to school I feel even more depressed every time I see him, when I pass by him in the hallway. The only reason I go is because of is because of this boy who is in my Spanish class. If it weren't for that boy I probably wouldn't even go, I can't help but stare at him he's so beautiful. He goes by the name Ezra; I'm so intrigued by his mysterious ways. I just feel that if I could talk to him just once that my depression would go away and I would have a better outlook on life.
As I get out the shower I wrap my body in a towel and go into my room to get dressed for school. I decide on a Slipknot graphic tee and a pair of dark skinny jeans with vans. I decided to put my hair in a messy bun, got my book bag and left for the bus. I got to school and decided to sit on the bench because it was nice outside and listen to music. That's when I saw him it was Ezra. He was shaking his hair as he took off his helmet. He was beautiful and I hadn't noticed I was staring at him until he came up to me and said "You know, I could bring in a picture tomorrow and give it to you because, it'll last longer than you staring down my throat" with a slight smirk. I just looked at the ground as he tilted my head up to him and said "So you stare at me like you want to pounce on me, but when I give you the chance to, you take it for granted".
"I'd like it if you got off of me" I lied to Ezra as I tried to walk from him before he pulled me by my wrist into him. "I mean this isn't the first time you've stared at me, I can literally feel you burning a hole through me in Spanish" he said getting even closer, which I didn't think could be possible. "You know this would be a good time to confess your love to me" he said his face coming closer to mine. He placed a soft kiss to my lips and walked away winking at me. Today was going to be interesting.

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My Antidepressant
Teen FictionIn the past sixth months Ellie has lost a boyfriend and been diagnosed with depression. The only thing that gives her the slightest bit of hope is this boy in her Spanish class named Ezra. Will their relationship help Ellie with her depression, or w...