5SOS: A Dream

Chapter 14: At Least

Elia's POV

I couldn't stand it. I had to walk outside. Even though it seemed like we were ignoring each other, I was sneaking looks at him. I don't like it when Luke is angry at me. And he actually was ignoring me, which hurt me a lot. He was acting like I didn't even exist. I'm not the one at fault here, Amy is. And he didn't even bother to really ask her about Chase. I know he didn't. And that just gets me angrier because he had trusted her word before she even had to answer anything. And I couldn't stand it. So I left. I wanted to be left alone to vent, but I couldn't just go home. I knew Jackie would come after me, in fact, here she is now, kneeling beside me, trying to get my hands out of my hair.
And now here's Luke. I yelled at him, I don't even know what I'm saying, but I'm too angry to care right now. And now he's yelling back, saying all these bad things about me. I know why Amy stopped our contact. I was annoying her during the summer, and I understood why she did it. We were also just entering middle school, and the other kids didn't like me for being a nerd. They didn't want to be associated with me. Thats why she stopped talking to me, not because I was jealous or dumb or ugly. I couldn't stand his insults, they had already broken my heart. This just shattered it. So I did the only thing my mother would approve of. I slapped him. I had to.

And I broke up with him, and it hurt. It hurt so bad. Not as bad as Amy, no, this was much, much worse. None of my other break-ups would ever compare to this. As I talked, my voice sounded so monotone, so emotionless that I felt like this wasn't me. It just wasn't. And I asked myself, why did life hate me so much? Did I kill a puppy in another life? First I get bullied, then my birthday is ruined, then my best friend hates me and replaced me with Amy, and now, I break up with him because I found out what he really thinks about me. This is too much for me. I can only take so much! And so I ran, my tears falling and staining my dark cheeks. And then I fell, just as I expected. Life must really like to see me suffer.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and then arms holding me to a person's chest. Well, at least I had Jackie. I enjoyed her hug because she rarely hugs anyone, well, at least when they're crying their eyes out.

Yeah, at least I had Jackie.

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Again, writer's block. This is super short. Sorry!! ._.