Dear Diary: It's A Secret

Dear Diary: Chapter 14

I glanced up, staring into the eyes of the boy who I had least expected to see next to me. His green eyes filled with concern, looked me over, before he stood up, lending out a hand.

"Of course, you're not okay," Adagio whispered. "Come, let's go somewhere else."

Surprising both myself and him, I took his hand. Because truth be told, I was tired. I was tired of running away from everything and everyone. I was tired of fighting people. I was tired, too drained of energy, to protest as he took me away and out of the school.

He had a firm grip on my hand, while my other hand held onto one of the straps of my backpack.

"Why are you here?" I asked him, when I couldn't handle the silence anymore.

He responded, merely chuckling. "Well I get bored of places pretty quickly, and so last year I decided I needed a change of scenery from my old high school. And now here I am."

I rolled my eyes at his answer, rephrasing my question. "You haven't been talking to me for days now. If I remember correctly, you called me a female dog the other day. So why are you standing with me today, trying to... I don't know do what? Oh and by the way, let go of my hand."

Adagio let out a deep breath, his hand falling to his side, as he looked at me. "Because the other day I realized how wrong I was. That day in the library I heard your and that boy's conversation. It was then that I realized how wrong we were all being towards you. How we were treating you. We expected you to change, move on, not even realizing what it really was doing to you. Serena, I'm sorry."

He said realize too many times.

I turned away from him, staring at all the cars parked in the student parking lot.

Yeah, he should be sorry.

"It doesn't work like that," I remarked. "You won't understand what I go through every single day of my life. You won't. No one knows how it feels, when suddenly everyone you love leaves you. You don't know what it feels like when you are hurt so much, that it becomes hard to let someone in again."

He gripped my shoulders, making me face him. "You're right, I don't know, and I'll never know because I am not you. But don't shut me out like this. I want to be a part of your life, I want to be there for you, when you need someone. Let me in, at least let someone in. Don't suffocate yourself, don't live like a dead soul, with no meaning to your life."

I placed a hand in the air, shaking my head. "Don't Adagio, don't. I don't want your help, I don't need anyone's help."

"I can't help you Serena, because you can be the only one helping yourself. Tell me something. Don't you even once want to spend time with someone? Do you not even feel like going out, and enjoying your life? Does it not even cross your mind to know what it feels like to be loved, to love?" He bombarded me with questions, which I answered by biting my lip, and looking away as tears filled my eyes.

"I do," I quietly whispered, my voice cracking at the end.

Adagio suddenly put his arms around me, bringing me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around him, letting him hold me as tears slipped down my cheeks. Because this was what I needed for once, to be comforted by someone, and to feel.