Love.
As 'beautiful' as love can be it hurts and bleeds. If you're unlucky you may even love the very person you know you can't have.
The best friend,
The distant boyfriend,
The sisters friend,
The brothers friend,
The ex best friend,
Love isn't alw...
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Buckling my seatbelt I sigh. School has been really fucking lonely lately. I want to talk to Brylan but seeing her pisses me off even though I don't want it to. She's tried communicating with me and it takes every muscle in my body not to flip her off. It just stings because I've lost a lot of my friends to what she did. I was so confident with the fact that Brylan was the one thing I could call mine.
It's not like I would ever admit it but I'm jealous of Damon. He's got everything anyone could ever really ask for and it was always blatant to me. I was always just 'Damon's younger sister' because he's cooler, sportier, popular and prettier. Everyone wanted to be him or be with him and I was always told I was lucky to be his sibling. Calling it luck is a joke since it sucks always being compared to someone who is obviously better. Someone who always had everything and someone who always took what you hoped was yours even without trying. Brylan was mine and I liked that she was only mine and she could be something I could enjoy that he couldn't have. I guess that's not really true anymore.
Spinning in my chair I stare at the peice of paper in front of me. It's my grade for the bio test that I had done on Monday. We got it back in class but I folded it and didn't want to look. I had barely slept the weekend before doing it so I've been trying to prepare myself to see a bad grade. If I somehow get lower than the score I got last time I'll cry but I want to convince myself that I won't.
Getting up to get a glass of water I haven't drank any form of liquid all day. I'm not thirsty but I just want to leave my room and walk around. Distracting myself is exactly what I need right now.
Assuming I'm the only one awake, I heard my parents going to bed an hour ago. We had dinner together and it was so painfully awkward. Usually Damon carries the conversation since he's talkative at the end of the day. His life is eventful so he has things to talk about but he's been dead silent. It's like he doesn't know how to talk anymore since he just picks at his food until everyone is done so he can leave. It's a little worrying since it doesn't look like he's actually eating anything at all. As angry as I want to be at him, I'm not. I can't bring myself to be upset at him and I think it's because it would make me a hypocrite since I was equally as obsessed with Noah. Who's one of his friends.
Walking past his bedroom I hear Damon talking so I pause. Hiding behind the wall I see him sitting on his desk chair with his phone placed out on the desk.
'Leave a message after the beep' his phone speaks which makes him groan in frustration.
'Hey. Hi? Hello...' he says awkwardly. I've never seen him be awkward. He's always know what to say in every situation which is another perfect attribute he has. 'Can you pick up? For a few seconds...you've been ignoring me and I just want to say hey... again...since I just said it I guess.'
