Behind Your Flannel

"Friends" Under The Flannel - part 3

I was a sweaty mess, she was as  well.
My hand under her blouse resting on her bra - this was a good day.. She looked at down on her hands that were white as snow with a soft glow from all her scars and her veins were very visible - her veins was a soft screaming blue. And then out of a sudden she stood up and walked away, with me left behind like a trash can.

It was cold Inside the classroom, all the windows were open and the cold wind filled the room like the smell death, but yet we weren't dead even though it felt like it when I noticed she wasn't there - everyone else from my class was there even the teacher but April wasn't there... Everything I saw looked more grey and boring without her in the room it was like a filter for my eyes - colorful and bright with her and grey and dark without - i walked over to my seat fast and silent, everybody looked at me like I was naked - which I was absolutely not.
Everything went in slow motion, mostly because she wasn't there but also because school was the only place on earth everything went 10 times slower than the usual. Sitting at my desk left behind in the classroom with no visible self esteem or confidence I just sat, just sat there half lucid dreaming half taking notes of what the teacher said, also, my lucid dreams were of course about April because I remember one specific time when we were 13-14 years old and we were sitting on a desk in school having fun - oh also did I forget to tell you I had the biggest crush on her and she had broken my heart several times, yea left me several times for the same idiot she always came back to me crying about - back to the story we were sitting on this desk when our heads were the closest ever and the air smelled like hormones and awkward flirt our lips touched it was like a dream but then nothing happened because that one idiot called her "huh..?" I mumbled confused, she fixed her hair and looked adorable "I'm so sorry, he's calling" it felt like someone just told me my birthday present actually weren't mine "bu-but I thought you'd break up??" I mumbled heartbroken "well, we did but, he invited out on a date.." My world collapsed "what about us??" She looked down "yea... About that.. We should just be frie-" Her phone called again "I have to leave my boyfriend is taking me on a date" and she left me there.

Spoiler : he never came to pick her up, and she ended back with me, crying in my arms.. Again