As i'm finishing copying the lesson from the board, the bell rings anouncing the end of this long, boring and useless day. I file away all of my stuffs, being sure i didn't forget anything.
I don't like asking anyone for help, not for anything, no matter the size of the favor. I don't like being dependent of anybody it makes me weak, too weak. So i just came with the conclusion to not ask anyone anything because it's better this way.
Having someone to count on is one of the most beautiful and worst things ever. It feels wonderful to be able to lay on someone. To know that they will always be here, no matter what happens. They will be the shoulder to cry on and the hands that will wipe the tears tranforming them into laughters but time flies and the place of this person will grow in your heart, taking a much bigger place in it. And when they leave, it will create a hole in it, a gigantic one. So you just lay in your bed overthinking questioning yourself why you were never enough for them, and what the heck did you do to not let them stay. What did i do? I was always caring and really nice. Maybe it was not enough? It's my fault that he left, why it would be his?
I clear all the thoughts of my head and head up to the door where my gang is standing, waiting for me to come so we can all the three of us leave together. They are still better than being alone so i try to like them.
As i exit the door of the school. I see him hugging her and kissing her cheek goodbye the same way he did to me. My heart shatters in a million pieces when i see this, a shiver takes control over my body, for a second my vision blurs making me forget everything around me expect this two. I just continue to walk like nothing happened, like i didn't saw him and like my heart didn't break into pieces.
And with who?! With this thing?! He replaced ME with this?? She's not even pretty!
"Are you alright Abi?" Asks Emma, pulling me out of my thoughts . I nod without speaking anything. If i speak i will cry and i don't cry in front of people. Never ever.
How can i blame him? She is smart, gorgeous with a perfect face, a perfect body, she's sociable and she doesn't have anxiety.
She's everything i don't have. She's all i wanna be. Maybe he will come back to me if i'm her?
Him.
He was a best friend, a brother maybe a lover i don't know.
But most importantly he was the one that taught me what sadness really means and not to lay on anybody if you are me. Cause i will never be enough. Even if i tried so hard i'm still the last choice and the trash.
It's the truth about me. I'm Abigail the little nerdy ugly trash girl who watches everyone leaving her because she is not smart or pretty enough, because i'm not perfect like her.
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Noyade
Short Story"The me that everyone knows, was not built in one night. It took ages and ages to combine every piece of me. It is a result of cries, laughs, shame, betrayal, deception, shatters, lessons but not lies." I think...?
