Due to the nature of interpersonal relationships, Lia feels that she is all alone as she is neglected by her mother and has no father. The problems in Lia's life worsen as her friends, such Elliot and Sarah, attempt to intervene. Her mother is becom...
"Finally, school is over for the day!" I exclaimed with relief.
"Yeah, I can't wait to go home," Aurelia replied, her gaze dropping to the ground.
I knew something was off. She had boarded the bus this morning with teary eyes, but she didn't want to talk about it. I'm her friend, and I want to help, but I also don't want to push her.
"Mind if I sit here?" Sarah asked, glancing between Aurelia and me.
"Sure, go ahead," I replied with a smile, trying to keep the mood light.
I decided against pressing Aurelia about what was bothering her since Sarah had joined us. I didn't want to make Aurelia uncomfortable.
"So, what are your names?" Sarah asked, looking at us with curiosity.
"I'm Elliot," I answered.
"And I'm Aurelia," she added, her voice barely audible.
"Nice to meet you!" Sarah said cheerfully.
We ended up having a nice conversation and discovered that Sarah had a lot in common with us. We exchanged numbers before we all got off the bus. I still wanted to ask Aurelia what was wrong, but she avoided my gaze and stared out the window, lost in her thoughts.
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A U R E L I A ' S ...... P O V
I hated when Elliot asked about what was wrong, and it only got worse when that girl Sarah joined us. I felt so uncomfortable. Life was already bad enough, and just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, I walked into the house to find Mom on the floor, laughing and drinking while the TV blared in the background. The sight made my stomach churn.
I bolted up the stairs, but in my haste, I tripped.
"Are you crazy? Are you gonna pay for the stairs that you keep scratching up?" Mom yelled, slurring her words as she swayed drunkenly.
"You know what, I don't care what you say or do to me anymore. You're a psycho, and I just want you to leave me alone!" I screamed back, my voice shaking with anger.
I scrambled to my feet and ran to my room, slamming the door behind me. Mom was losing it! I grabbed a pair of scissors and, in a moment of desperation, tried to cut myself, but I only ended up with a few scars.
I sat on the floor, breathing heavily, staring at the marks on my skin. The pain didn't bring the relief I hoped it would. Instead, it only made me feel more alone.
A text message suddenly lit up my phone. It was from Elliot : *"Hey, just checking in. I'm here if you need to talk."*
For a moment, I hesitated. But then, I found myself typing back: *"Thanks, Elliot.
I'm not okay right now, but I appreciate you being there."*
I didn't have the strength to talk about everything, but knowing someone cared made the darkness a little less suffocating. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't have to face it all alone.
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