(Previously known as: The Life of the Bullied)
~How can you say you love someone, when you can't even love yourself?~
"I love you, Sarah Emilia Hall."
"I-I think you should leave." I could literally see the life drain out of his eyes when I sa...
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❤Sarah's POV❤
I was so happy that it was a weekend and we didn't have school tomorrow because after that, I was positive I couldn't of faced James.
After he'd dropped me off at the bakery I had rushed inside, smiling at my older brother, Sam and his wife, Franchelsca, behind the counter being as sweetly gross as ever before walking farther in the bakery and into the back.
Once I had reached the back I wasn't shocked to see my mother and father humming over the counters, many of sweets laying around them as together they proceeded to make a huge cake while listening to some random classical music on the radio there.
They hadn't even noticed me as I stood there watching them as they worked perfectly in sync with each other. I was used to it, as I myself had spent long hours working to complete last minute goody orders with them, but it wasn't all bad, I got free sweets.
Well I guess that explains my weight...but in my defense you get used to sweets when your parents own one of the best bakeries in town. Sighing I chuckled as the small sound caught their attention, they both jumped in fright before smiling softly at me. But soon their smile turned into a frown as they automatically looked towards the clock.
"What are you doing home so early honey?" It was my father, looking at him I smiled at his warm blue eyes, and brown hair with little specks of gray that were hardly noticeable. He was very tall, and though I hated to admit it throughout the years of a baker he'd put on a little bit of a tummy I didn't exactly remember from my days of childhood.
My mother stood beside him, a worried expression on her face. Standing a few inches shorter than me with brown hair and my matching green eyes she could be mistaken for my twin. Unlike me though she was what you'd consider 'curvy' and probably having no trouble with people calling her fat, she emitted nothing but confidence about her figure. She knew how to rock her curves, and she was what I pictured myself like in the future, after I hopefully lost some weight.
"Um, I wasn't feeling well so I left school early." Showing a nervous smile I lied right through my teeth. Yes I loved my parents and could confide in them about almost everything, but for last two years I'd never once thought of telling them about my bullies. I wanted to save them the worry and they already had enough on their plates managing the bakery, no need to add anymore stress with me.
My father immediately nodded, returning to his work while my worried mother rushed to me, her hand going straight for my forehead.
"Hmm...you don't seem to have a fever, how'd you get here?"Looking slightly down at her I smiled at how her eyes were drawn to my sleeveless arms. "Heaven's please tell me you didn't walk! You'd definitely get a cold with how you're dressed, where's your jacket?"
"No, I didn't walk! Um, I had a friend drop me off and I forgot my jacket this morning..." There I was again with the lying, I didn't exactly ask James to drop me off here, and I did have a jacket this morning, but I couldn't exactly tell her I forgot it while running out the school because I'd been publicly humiliated now could I?
"Oh that's good, I hope you didn't trouble them too much." I felt my heart clench a little at her words, remembering James practically forcing me in the car with him before...other things had happened. But no, I was sure I hadn't burdened him.
Smiling to alleviate her worry I shook my head. "No I didn't cause him any trouble, it was lunch break." Smiling my mom nodded her head before her eyes going wide. My dad had gotten up from his seat, rushing over into the conversation he'd no doubt been listening to.
"Did you just 'him'?" My dad's face had immediately gone pale, his eyes locked onto mine as I realized with horror what I had just let slip.
"Uhh, I- I meant-"
I was cut off by my mother's screaming. "Oh my, in all that is holy! My baby girl has a boyfriend!" Shaking my head violently I tried to fix the damage that had already been done, watching as my dad's helpless face landed on me, him not being able to do anything. I'm guessing my mother's loudness brought the lovebirds in because soon my brother was in the room, followed by his wife.
Sam looked identical to dad, tall with brown hair and blue eyes while Franchelsca or Franny as I called her, was petite with blond hair and beautiful hazel eyes.
"What did you just say ma?" Looking at mom Sam began to stare looking as if he was holding his breath.
"Sam you didn't hear? Your dear little sister has gotten herself a boyfriend! Isn't this exciting news Robert!" Turning towards my dad who looked on the edge of having a nervous breakdown I watched as the chaos around me grew even more hectic.
"She's not old enough to be dating!" Yelled Sam.
"Sure dear?" My father's unsure voice answered my mother.
"I didn't know you had a boyfriend, how come you didn't tell me?" Franny asked me.
As everyone spoke at the same time I felt a headache growing as I rubbed my temple, trying to figure out how to fix this mess my mom had made.
"Wait! Everybody calm down! I am not dating anybody!" I could hear sighs of relief from my brother and father as my mom's head turned sharply towards me at my words.
"Then who was the young man who dropped you off?" Shaking my head at my mother who was acting like she'd personally saw James drop me off, I felt my cheeks heating in embarrassment at what she was implying.
Though I wasn't sure what I was supposed to be doing now, James had just admitted that he wanted me, I don't know why, and it was probably a prank but out of pure shock and helplessness I blurted the first thing that came to my mind out to my mother.
"Yes he was a boy, but he was my gay friend! Gay friend I swear!" I saw the life drain out of my mother's eyes as she pouted about me being boyfriend-less and sighing I looked down at the floor. The lie was getting to me and I felt myself blushing once more at the fact that I called James gay.
If anything he was the most masculine boy I knew and he was very far from being gay so I don't know why in my panicked state of mind that was what I shouted out of everything.
But whatever, I'd just have to deal with it. Going over to the sink in the back of the room I washed my hands before donning the first apron I lay my eyes on. Returning to the group of adults that practically had nothing to do with their lives I turned towards my dad, asking with my eyes what he wanted me to do, and sighing when he led me over to the cake him and my mother had been working on we got to work.
Soon afterwards Sam and Franny had left as well, my mother washing her hands again before she came to help us out.
"It's quite a shame he was gay, I really wanted you to have a boyfriend you need excitement in your life. Like when I met your father." Sighing she stared at space as my father straightened his back stiffly. Looking at my dad I couldn't imagine anything exciting about him, he was a quiet man and would rather spend his days in here baking sweets and listening to classical music than going out and having fun.
Shaking my head as I couldn't see what she was talking about my thoughts were once again on James as I sighed.
"It really is a shame isn't it?"
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Authors Note:
Woot woot! Guess who got another happy go lucky chapter out not but a day later? This girl! Anyways hope you liked this chapter and hopefully the next one will be out soon, anyways please don't forget to COMMENT&VOTE, and I hope you really like the characters introduced in this chapter! ☺
