She couldn't bear the thought of someone watching her. Watching the scars she hid.
She was in a deep trance with her thoughts until she bumped to someone. Her eyes met a pair of cold blue orbs.
Her breath hitched, "Luke." It was barely even a whisper. His eyes seemed to be pleading but his face was stony.
He held her shoulders and she flinched, afraid that he might do what his friends did to her, what they always did to her.
She closed her eyes, trembled a little from his touch. She felt a gentle pull to her left, she closed her eyes shut and when she opened them, he was no longer in the same spot as he had.
She saw his retreating silhouette across the corridor. She remembered those days when they bullied her, shoved her into the cold lockers.
But then, she remembered those days when they grew up together. The times they played, hang out in each other's house and watch movies.
She missed those days. She missed their little infinity. Sometimes, she would stop and wonder how they messed up. She didn't do anything wrong.
What happened to us?
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The Girl Who Had Scars || discontinued
Short StoryShe was hurt. She was broken. Every single day, she went to murder, battling against herself. She was afraid. She felt pain but hid it. And the scars were there to prove it. Starting date: November 1, 2015 End date:
