Falling For You *Love at Last Sight*

Hanging Out With You

Chapter 2

~Hanging Out With You

I ran. Faster than I thought was possible for myself. I couldn't handle this anymore.

I gave a small sigh, a frown started to form onto my lips, as I walked onto the bridge. Leaning against the side, I peered into the waving waters below. It was gently lapping against the rocks and earth. It made the water look even more tempting.

Then something caught my eye. I looked into the swarm of people and saw someone. A boy. 

Kyle.

He ran towards me.

Soon, he had reached me. With pleading eyes, he was telling me to get off the ledge. For him, I almost did. But to think, after this, he would like me and stay, was just me dreaming.

I leaned off the bridge, and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. I looked him in the eyes once again. Before either of us moved, I fell backwards. When I hit the water, I realized something. 

I fell in Love with Him. 

I woke up with shock. I dreampt of my suicide attempt, when I realized I loved Kyle. I was sweating so badly, it had soaked my clothing. I sighed, getting out of my bed and ran into my little bathroom. Quickly, I undressed and got into the shower. The little water droplets hitting my skin felt nice as it washed away the sweat and worries about my dream. After about five minutes, I turned the shower off and got out, wrapping my towel around me.

I stood in front of my mirror and sighed. I always hated looking into it, because I would always see this girl. She looked like me, almost exactly, except she was more dead then alive. Snow white pale skin, dead grey-blue eyes and dull light brown-blonde hair. As I studied her, she seemed to be doing the same to me. I sighed and looked away from the demon in the mirror. 

I went back into my room and collected my under garments, putting them on. As I started to search through my closet for what to wear, I looked into my full length mirror. I placed a hand on my stomach. After the years without my mother or my siblings, my father left me to fend for myself, leaving me with barely enough food and water to get through. I hated being like this, so I would usually, always wear more baggy clothing. I looked away and put on my black sweat pants, tank top and a pullover sweat shirt. 

Grabbing my backpack, I ran down stairs. I didn't see my father at the table or in his chair. I was shocked. He usually would never leave without 1) warning me if I do anything I'm not supposed to, he'll punish me, 2) telling me, a.k.a. warning me or 3) breaking something. On the table, sat a note. Quickly, I grabbed it and opened it. 

It read:

Kaelyn,

I know this is weird to you, but I'll be gone for a few days. But I want you do still do your chores and follow my rules. I will know if you didn't. 

~Dad

I knew to listen to his note. He would always be able to find out if I had disobeyed his rules or not. It took me only one time to realize it, and I never, ever would do it again. I folded the note back up, and placed it back on the table. I grabbed the smallest apple, and headed out.

School was about ten minutes away from my house. Sadly, I had to pass by the neighborhood where most of my tormentors lived. But I usually left too early, or too late, for them to be ready or leaving. 

I arrived at school about an hour before it actually started, like I tried to do about everyday that I was able to even go to school. I took a seat under the maple tree, took out my notebook, and started writing.