Lonely

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I woke up in the middle of the night to darkness. I shone my phone on Steven's bed to see him sleeping. I sighed in relief. I got up out of bed, grabbed my glasses, and opened the door slowly. It creaked,  and Steven stirred. I held my breath, hoping he would stay asleep. He did.  I went downstairs and sat at the table. I heard the sound of the warp and ducked, seeing the gems.

They started towards me, obviously sensing me. I held my breath once again, ducking behind the table. 

I sneezed, and they turned, looking right at me. But I was behind the table. The gems walked around and saw me. 

"Celeste! What are you doing awake?" Pearl asked.

I shrugged but didn't answer. 

"Well?" She said. 

I still didn't answer, I sat on the floor and turned away from her. 

She sighed. "Celeste, I know you're upset. But I don't understand why."

I looked straight at her. "Are you kidding me Pearl? You don't know?! Have you forgotten about what happened not even 5 hours ago?"

I didn't wait for her to respond. "You don't remember yelling at me and telling me how I'm not good enough?"

She looked at me and sternly said, "I never said you weren't good enough-"

"Well,  it sure felt like it! I'm not good enough for anyone, am I? I'm not good enough for my father, I'm not good enough for you, for ANY of you!" I said, my eyes filling with tears. 

"No wonder why he hated me," I said as I hugged my knees. 

I sniffled. "It's my fault my mom's gone. It's my fault he hates me, and it's my fault the last cluster got away, and it's my fault that I'm here and that you're all mad at me. It's all my fault. Don't you get it?"

She looked at me sadly.

"I don't need you to point out my flaws. I already know them and I hate them. None of them are good. I hate a lot of things about myself. I hate my scars, I hate when I blush for no reason, and when I get nervous a lot, and when I screw everything up. I hate that the most."

Pearl sat next to me. "I never knew you felt this way."

"No, of course,  you never knew. I haven't seen you since I was 9! You hardly even know me. You probably hardly knew my mother. I don't even know anything about my mother, and I'm her gem... I just don't see the point of being here. I don't even know what I'm saying!" I tugged on my hair and squeezed my eyes shut. "I just- I just- Ugh!" 

"I just wanna go home!" I yelled.

AN: Guess who's back, fuckers. 

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