You Never Told Me

School

The next day I arrive at school. I feel like I'm being stared at but I know I'm not. Michael passes by but doesn't talk. There's blood on his shirt.

"What have I done" I whispered under my breath.

A girl named April comes up to me and talks about the concert. She saw on a video that I was the one pushed. It went viral.

Later that day Michael approached me with a group of people. He talked for a while about how he was sorry about the concert incident and shooed the group of people away.

"I'm sorry. About your arms."

I replied with, "No I'm sorry. I saw the blood on your shirt. How bad did you-

"It's not that bad. I came to tell you I was sorry but we couldn't be friends anymore. Your mom got mad at me but didnt say why. She told me not to mention it to you but I did anyways."

I was sad for the rest of the day. My best friend was gone. I didn't know what to do or who to talk to at that point. I thought for the rest of the day and finally gave up. By the end of the day i had cried so many tears. I went home, skipped homework, and went straight to sleep.