23.
“Okay well OH EEMM GEE is that the time? Mmfh, well, I had better be going, don’t want to be late! Sorry to cut this so short but I really must dash,”
S’ok, I’m happy to see you leave to be honest.
You made me sick anyway.
So now what?
I just sit here with no one talking to me?
Oh.
ZAN! Come back!
UUUGGGGHHH for god’s sake! Why does it have to be me? I don’t even know where I am, where am I? Can’t someone just TELL ME?
I don’t care who but I want to them to tell me BRIEFLY what happened, like keep it for 10 minutes max?
I want Zan to come but if she does she will tell me the next bit of the ‘story’ and every time I hear that my stomach does flips and it turns inside out and parts of me die a little when I hear them because it is NOT getting any better.
Just like I die a little inside when I see an old person sitting alone at a restaurant.
And it’s exactly the same as when I die a little inside when I see a swan on its own, gliding in the middle of the canal without its partner.
Okay it’s not the same but, anyway...
Let’s not go there.
I want the old Uncle Ted back...I mean Ted; for he’s not my Uncle any more is he?
“Bye Haley,”
Oh you haven’t gone yet...well, you know. Um. Bye.
“I will be back, don’t you forget that, you’re wanted, I want you...I’m sorry, but, bye...”
Oh gosh ya know what? That actually made my heart soften...
But then you left and it turned to stone again.
My heart of stone whenever I hear your voice.
My heart of s t o n e.
S t o n e.
Okay, so now he’s definitely gone, what now?
“Hello again Haley dear! I knew he wouldn’t last long I just knew it!”
Zan!
“I’ll be surprised if he comes back when it’s his turn!”
Me too.
“Anyway, anyway let’s get on! Where were we?”
Oh what in this ‘story’ you keep telling me?
“Ah yes, we were at the point where you didn’t go to school for ages!”
Oh yeah, oh whoop de do.
“You didn’t go to school for a month, so then I got you into another school, a school that didn’t know about your past - they didn’t know anything about you, well that was a big mistake because you didn’t make friends, you didn’t want to make friends. You were more alone than ever, even more alone than before, you cried lot too and you wouldn’t tell anyone why...and that’s when the bullying began...”
Oh thanks Zan, what a way to break it to me.
YOU ARE READING
love, always
Teen FictionLife just doesn't make sence what so ever right now... Zan just makes it worse, i'm stuck here, and i don't even know where 'here' is, i can't move, talk, i haven't eaten in days. The worst thing is i can't remember anything other than pointless par...
