I Peed Myself In Front Of My Crush

Chapter 1- Oh, The Humiliation

The hot liquid cascaded down my thighs dampening my pants and pooling around my feet as I stared at the multiple eyes watching my every move. It was humiliating and embarrassing as a boy pointed out that I had peed myself as if it was not obvious enough. 

My breath began to quicken as the whole class erupted in laughter and students began to point at me with their mouths open with laughs escaping continuously. The teacher immediately came to my side although he did put a slight distance between us, as he tried to calm me down and advised me to go to the bathroom and clean up. 

I was about to ask him 'what?' because all that I had done, would be staying in the classroom for the kids to keep making fun of me when they look at it. I looked down at my shoes that were now surrounded by the yellow disgusting liquid as its smell invaded my nostrils. Tears brimmed at my eyelids and when I looked up at the students laughing and staring at me in disgust, they flowed down my cheeks. 

I had peed myself in front of my class and now I was crying in front of my class like the day couldn't get much worse. 

"Ms. Bryan. Please, go and clean yourself up in the bathroom." The teacher spoke as he pointed his index finger at the door and I silently obeyed him as I could still hear the deafening laughter of the students. I bit my lip as I refrained myself from wailing out loud in the middle of class. I would not allow myself to be even more embarrassed, even though the idea of just lying on the floor with my body curled into a ball was very comforting.

I dragged my feet and my sneakers made a soggy sound when I took a step towards the door. The teacher wasn't following me but the booming laughter was, and it was completely dreadful.

I opened the door silently and closed it quickly as I stepped foot into the hallway. My eyes looked from side to side as I tried to calm my heart down that no one else would look at me in this pitiful state because first of all, everyone had class and second of all, I could not bear one more person looking at me with disgust and then make fun of me.

I ran with all my strength as I passed multiple classes and three bathrooms in counting, but I didn't want to stop at the bathroom and clean myself before going back to class pretending that I just did not empty my bladder in front of my whole history class. I could not do that, so I just did one thing as I reached the double doors that connected to the outside world and I pushed through. 

The parking lot was empty as in no one was there except for cars and I silently thanked God, even though I knew that God was the one that brought this misery on me but I couldn't just hate him. What if he makes me poop my pants later in life? I don't want that.

I fumbled through my wet pants and brought out my slightly wet keys before I ran towards my car as if my life depended on it. As I reached my car, I quickly unlocked the door before getting inside in a hurry. Closing the door, I sighed in relief as my tears began to flow more than before. My jeans were wet and it was completely visible as to what I had done and I was pitying myself for it. 

Starting the car, I quickly drove out of the parking lot and to the only place I knew I could find solace. My house, well my room to be precise. I'd find the greatest of comfort in my room surrounded by my comforting bags of feathers, also known as pillows.

It only took me minutes before I was in front of my house, I looked out the window towards the driveway which was empty meaning, Mom and Caleb were not home yet. I quickly scanned the area to see if anyone would see me if I got out of my car. When the coast was clear, I quickly got out of car and with fast steps reached my front door. A smile broke out on my face as I was about to reach for the front door but something stopped me, more like someone's voice stopped me.