The darkest days

7

Cecelia

15 years old

That awkward moment where you don't know whether or not you have a friendship

or something more.

I lay in the grass looking at the sky with Daryl next to me.

His hand brushes against mine and i pull my hand away,feeling the heartbreak once 

more,coursing through my veins.

"Daryl......What are we?"I ask looking over to him."I don' know."

he says looking over to me.

I look back up at the sky and sigh.

"Then why'd you kiss me."I say feeling tears prick my eyes.

"Because I was Desperate Cecelia!"I hear him snap and I wince and sit up."So you decide to kiss me?

That was my first kiss,You know that!"

I say snapping at him getting angry but I soon start to make myself shrink when he stands 

up."I won't yell again,Just please don't!" I say crying out but he hangs his head down"I'm 

not going to hurt you Cece."He says shaking his head and he helps me stand up.

I grasp onto him and I let all of the stress and sadness out.

"I'm so tired Daryl." I sob into his shoulder."So tired of the people who bully me,so tired of 

getting beaten and touched. I feel so dirty and I have tried to scrub the feeling away but it 

just won't go away."I say sobbing harder and his body tenses up."H-He.....Jesus.....He's 

going to pay!" he says balling his hands into fists into my tee shirt.

"Just stay with me,please Dare"I say gripping onto him.

"Come on."He says gruffly and leads me to his house.

We walk into a silent house and walk down to the basement where his bedroom is.

He lays me down then he lays next to me and holds me until I fall asleep.