two graves

9

i was now sitting in my desk, listening to the teacher talking about today's lesson. me and robin agreed on keeping the bathroom incident a secret. it was weird thought. he has never been nice to me,neither was i to him. why is he doing it all of a sudden? i mean somehow,i get it. he saw me running into the bathroom. even if he despised me it would've still been normal to check up on me. after he saw i threw up of course he softened up. he couldn t yell at me while i was about to throw my lungs out. the boy even tried helping me. his ideas were terrible,of course but it was the intention that mattered. he agreed on not telling anybody, but he insisted on me telling him if i felt sick again. thank god i didn t . everything went normal until now,as i was sitting in my desk. i tried paying attention to the teacher until a piece of paper flew on my desk, capturing my attention. i look behind me,seeing robin mouthing something,pointing to the paper. i pick it up, unwrapping it.

ARE     YOU    FEELING     ANY    BETTER?

i stare at it in awe. it was hearwarming, in one way or another. seeing an unexpected someone care about me. some hours ago i felt like i was about to have a mental breakdown any moment and now im sitting on my chair,robin arellano asking me if i feel any better. i ran my fingers over the writing before grabbing a pencil in order to write back.

YES

i throw it at him, catching his attention. he reads it and then looks at me,putting his thumb up, a smile carressing his face. as soon as i feel myself smile too,i turn around,facing the teacher again. the class went by pretty fast. the bell rang and everyone got up,running to the door to meet their friends. i put my backpack over my shoulder and leave. i feel a presence behind me. i turn my head to see bandana boy, robin.
r-,,hi''
l-,,hi''
r-,,so you are okay,right?''
l-,,yes,i am.''
r-,,good'' i just nod in response as we continue to walk. none of us said anything which made the atmosphere really weird. i occasionally gave him a side eye look to see if he wanted to speak up or anything.
l-,,robin'' he moved his head, looking at me
r-,,what''
l-,,why are you helping me'' he groans.
r-,,i already told you,the answer is simple. we are human beings. you should ask yourself why wouldn t i help you''
l-,,beacause you hate me?''
r-,,god damn.'' he breaths out
r-,,why is it that hard for you to understand i dont hate you. even if that was true,i had to help you no matter what,its something i ve learnt from my dad. never leave anyone behind. since he died i had to at least learn something from it''
l-,, you don t hate me? im sorry for your dad tho''
r-,,no. hating you is one thing. not being able to stanf you is completely different.'' the bell rang.
l-,,thanks. i don t hate you either'' he looked shocked
r-,,but what happened with ,i hate robin he looks like a cowboy in the 80 s ' girl''
l-,,she spent more time with you''
r-,,that was cheesy''
l-,,i didnt mean it like that''
r-,,i know.'' we stared into each other s eyes.
l-,,uhm i should go to class now. maybe i'll see you when we finish school'' he nods
l-,,bye''
r-,,bye'' he waves.
after so many days,i finally understood what finney was ranting to me about robin actually being a good person if you get to know him and for the first time, i didn t despise, hate or not stand him. actually, i kind of enjoyed his presence. i cleared my mind up as soon as i got into class. i sit next to donna.
l-,,hi babe''
d-,,hi girlfriend'' its an inside joke me and her have.
we laugh at eachother's nickname as i pull out my books, throwing them on the table.