The Way He Looked At Her

I think my life is over..

  I had my head down when I felt Jax's hand on my arm. I know I'm being rude to him but I'm really hurt right now and he should understand that. I look up at him guessing I let a tear or more out and it messed my make up. He went and wiped the black strands of blackness on my face. 

  I cried a little bit more. Then I got out of that room. The teacher must of saw me because she went outside of the classroom to see if I was okay. I cried and slid down the wall.

   I buried my face in my lap. I felt a hand there. Then I looked up and realized it was Jax. I just looked up and looked back down.

   I felt his arms around me. I just hold on for dear life because I've missed him. He grabbed me tighter. Then the tears flowed more.

   I cried on his jacket. I felt bad for a moment but then realized it was because of him that I'm acting like this. So I just let it all go. On the ground in the hallway of the school building.

   Wanting all of this to end. Right here right now and by wanting all this to end. I mean my life. My stupid, worthless, piece of crap, not fun, waste less, careless life.