A short story

A cry in public

I didn't want it to affect me. I'm pathetic I think to myself. I have to get a grip. I felt my bottom lip trembling.

"Are you okay"
I swallow dryly. I didn't want to answer, I was scared that if I did, an ugly sound would come out. I was afraid my voice would tremble like my lip. I nod clenching my jaw. I was clenching so hard my teeth could be heard grazing against each other. My eyebrows were pulled closer to each other. I wanted to look mad, I didn't want to cry.

No, no, no not now please, my pleads were in vain. I could feel my eyes swelling with tears, there was no more space in my eyes, a tear runs down against my warm face. I quickly wipe it away. I couldn't stifle my heavy breathing, I felt like letting out an ugly sob, I bury my face in my palm and pull it down to only cover my lips to look as if was in deep thought, I was suffocating is the truth.