*sad warning. do not watch around onions*
sarah walks to class with a boring stride, for such a boring day. it was a class that she looked forward to on a usual day, but this day was bland and full of dread.
she approaches the green door, opening it slowly, almost as a figure of angst as she walks towards her usual seat. greeting her friends with a smile as always, before sitting beside her beloved girlfriend.
but, something was off. everything was off. including bella's tone. it was like the world had switched up on her, the same way a child switches and switches until a rubik's cube is done right, color coded and picture perfect. the way anybody wishes their life could be.
mr coleman's jolly self marches his merry old way up to the front, greeting his students. he had been the same. he's always the same. just so jolly and jumping with joy, almost like a little bouncing bean, as my bus driver would call me. nobody could figure out exactly why, or how, anybody could shape their life and mood to be that jolly, but people didn't mind it.
the girls are sitting, enjoying their company in the back of the class, until bella pulls out her phone. this was a usual occurrence, but one thing was off. the light on her screen flickered shamelessly, a text appearing at the top.
"so, are you going to get with akemi? shes better than sarah anyways."
what?
"bella, what the hell is this?" she questions, pointing before looking dead into the other girls eyes. you couldn't tell what kind of gaze it was.
bella doesn't answer.
"hello?? you know what- i knew it. i expected it from you." she sighs.
"what do you mean you expected it from me?? you know what, i always liked akemi more than you. i'm leaving you for her." bella responds, heated by the words that sarah had exclaimed.
sarah couldn't take it anymore. she takes her stand. blinded by the distribution of harsh gazes from the crowd surrounding her, she exclaims one last thing..
"HOMEWRECKER!!!!"
she runs off through the green doors, not bothered to take her belongings or say anything to the people she once knew.
making it out of those painfully familiar doors, she runs off to the streets where she walks until her legs are aching. she had made it to the bridge.
her mind shattered and overtaken, weeping and grieving as she makes her way closer and closer to the highest edge. but it wasn't over her once lover, it was over herself.
the end?
