"YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME LIKE A REAL GIRLFRIEND SHOULD!" I yelled at Alex, my...girlfriend? I dont know after this. God... "YOU WERE NEVER THERE WHEN I NEEDED YOU ZACH!" She shouted at me. I was taken aback, Alex was never one to yell or admit when she's upset. It was her way of keeping happy. "Well maybe we shouldn't be together." I say, a lump forming in my throat. She steps back. "A-are we breaking up?" She says in a small voice. "Maybe we are." I say firmly. She starts to cry and I hug her. "C-can we still be friends? She asks. I nod. We used to be best friends, but we found out we had feelings for one another. It wasn't meant to be. She cries a bit more and finally says, "i have to go... My mom's gonna kill me." She says. I hug her again and she leaves. Life will never get better, will it...
A few minuets later, i crack. I get my black 'roasted' pull over sweatshirt and go outside. I don't know where I'll end up, but I know I'm going to keep on walking. It starts to rain, I keep going. I put my head down so my glasses don't get all wet. Suddenly, I hear sobs and I crash into a girl. "S-sorry..." I say, still looking down. I expect a "its fine..." Or a "watch it!" But to my surprise, the girl stays on the floor and keeps crying, she says nothing. "A-are you okay?" I ask her. She looks up, revealing teary Kelly green eyes. "W-why didn't y-you g-go?" She says, still crying. "Because im not a jerk." I say, holding out my hand to help her up. She hesitates and grabs it. I pull her upright and she looks at her feet. "Uh... Im Zachary... Or just Zach..." I say not bothering to shake her hand. "S-Stacy." She says, looking up a little. "What are you doing out here alone?" I say, confused. LA is nowhere for a girl to walk alone. "I- uh... No reason... Boyfriend issues." She gulps. For some reason, i feel a wave of disappointment wash over me. She has a boyfriend? Relax Zach... Its only been an hour since you broke up with Alex. "Alex..." I mumble. "Huh?" She asks, looking at me. "N-nothing... I just broke up with my Girlfriend... What happened?" I ask her desperate to find out her story. "N-nothing... Uh... My boyfriend drinks a lot." She says simply. "Can we just talk? I just..." She starts. "Sure." I smile. Its pouring now, we don't care. "What did he do?" I ask hesitantly. "Can we talk about something else?" Stacy asks, starting to cry a bit more. "Of course."
-=+=-TIME SKIP TO A WEEK LATER-=+=-
Stacy and I have been talking more ever since We exchanged numbers. She always has something to say. The next morning, I wake up to my phone chiming. I look and see I got a message from Stacy. It says,
Zach? Please can I come to your place? I need to talk to you.
I wonder what's wrong
Okay... You know the address. Are you okay? I text.
She never replies. Seconds later, I hear a knock at my door. I open it, revealing a crying Stacy. She runs into me, crying into my chest. I hate that she was always so sad. "Zach... I need to tell you something." She says, still in tears. I drag her onto my couch and put my hand on hers. "Yes?" I say, worried. "The day we met, I was going to commit suicide. I was going to the park. When I met you, you were the only one who seemed to care. So I didn't. I told my boyfriend what I was going to do and what happened this morning. He said I should kill myself and that I was worthless. He kicked me out and dumped me." She says, crying full out. I don't know what to say. I just grab her face and crash it into mine. "I care. I care so much." I whisper, before kissing her again. Before she could respond, I pull up her sleeves to see fading cuts. "Good job." I say, kissing her cheek. "I haven't cut since. I care too much now." She smiles. We kiss again and she moves into my apartment. Maybe life does get better.
