Glass Heart

Part Fifty-One

Malias POV:

I sat in my bedroom, making sure my door was locked so nobody could get in.

I sat and thought.

I've always been an introvert. Since I was in elementary school, I always chose to be by myself. It was more comfortable for me. More safe.

Being by myself was easier. I didn't have to deal with people.

I always hated physical touch. I didn't like hugging friends, didn't like hugging family. I didn't even do the simplest things like hold hands.

Just not me.

But now that I've lost Kylie, being alone has never felt so lonely, so hard.

I feel touch deprived. I feel like I need a hug, but only her hug.

I've never felt so alone.

I cant seem to get anything right without her. I cant cross the street without thinking of her, cant listen to music, cant eat.

Everything reminds me of her.

The thing is, I also can't seem to get anything right with her. Nothing I do works out. I ruin the relationship.

I know it was my fault. I know I pushed her away. I just don't know how to fix it.

I don't even know if I want to.

My family has always been my first priority. My little sister looks up to me. I cant just throw it all away for a relationship.

I'm not even an adult yet.

But it's not that easy. It's not that easy to just leave Kylie.

She's my person.

I've never felt like I had one before, but she showed me that I was lovable.

Is religion really worth losing her? Could I genuinely let her go without regretting it?

Who knew.

I laid my head down, and before I knew it, I was in deep sleep.

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I woke up to someone slamming on my door.

The banging was loud, and constant.

"Malia!" It was Ivory. She shouted with conviction, I almost believed she had soemthing important to tell me.

But, I just told myself she was doing little sister things.

I sat up, rubbing my eyes as I yawned.

"Mmmm," My eyes closed. "I'm sleeping, go away."

There was a pause, and then another knock.

"Kylie's here. She says you guys have to rehearse."

Ivory's voice was serious, I could tell she wasn't making anything up.

How did she even know Kylie?

My body jolted up.

Kylie was here?

I was never informed that we needed to rehearse, and i'm pretty sure i'd know if I was doing it with her.

I frantically brushed my teeth and made my hair more presentable, even though it was a hot mess.