I sobbed silently in the bathroom. I hoped Hailey wouldn't walk in and find out. That was the last thing I wanted. I won't cry, I won't cry. I kept saying it to myself as the tears slipped down my face.
I got a call.
"Hello?"
"Robs? Are you okay?"
"No." I said, a sob escaping.
"Meet me at the rooftop."
He hung up. I wiped my eyes and ran outside with my jacket. Climbing up the ladder that lead to the rooftop I felt almost better.
He was already waiting for me. I let out a small sob as he walked over, hugging me.
I don't know how long we stayed like that. I didn't care.
"Shh...it's Okay."
"I hate her."
"I hate her too."
We sat down at the edge together. The air was cold, it was as if the the skies knew my misery.
I had woken up that morning, ready to go to school, when I got a text from Carol.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
I don't want to mention the details. But it was horrible. It was devastating. And it was all over the news.
"Why would she post it??" I wailed. Tyler pushed back my hair and looked at me.
"Because some people are cruel to themselves. They do shit. And sometimes we can't do anything to stop it."
I sniffed.
Tyler took a deep breath, "I need to tell you something."
"What?"
He looked at me. There was something foreign in his warm brown eyes that I couldn't identify. Something that I did not like seeing.
"I-im sorry. I can't tell you. It's- I don't want to hurt you." He whispered.
"What is it?" I asked, suddenly curious. He took my hand.
"Can we just- stay like this. Here. And forget about everything else?" He asked, "Please?"
I looked at him and gave small smile. Although I wanted to know what he wanted to tell me, I didn't ask him any further.
"Sure."
