Those Left Behind

There I Laid. Motionless

This changed me even more. I was in line before, perfectly straight and now I'm crooked, and it had killed me inside. I continued to care and attempted to help by creating but nothing worked.

*Two Years Later*

It's grade 9, I'm in high school. Aubrey's hanging on barely but whatever floats your boat I guess.

No

It's not like that. It's nothing like that. You can't just shrug it off like it's nothing. Death is not funny. Nothing is working so you can't tell me that she's fine. Even if she tries to convince you, nothing is going to change for me. At this point, it seemed as though our friendship had turned for the worst. What was once a great friendship is now a sinking ship that continues to fall deeper into the ocean by the minute.

It kills me and infuriates me at the fact she has and continues to conceal all of her feelings, yet no one besides me will bother to notice. Everyone's too caught in those who are extremely popular to bother with her or me. High school is a mess and it's still the first year.

I want to tell people about the problem but no one would and will take me seriously. Everyone wants me to get over it and stop spreading lies. They can be so ignorant.

I've been saying this since grade 7! How could people not understand that this is true! I'm forced to conceal anything about her to stop the suffering and teasing.

Also she's been bullied multiple times, sometime surpassing the limits and being locked at the school for a day. It's not wonder Aubrey hates the world. But it's not too late to change it.

The regular high school mean girls just hate anyone that sets a look on their "Destined Boyfriend", who they think is their dream man and belongs with only them. It's so annoying and still nothing I can do about them. I had one chance to change this for her. I needed to do something. I began the normal day, I had family studies with her, and it was my chance to branch out against the bullies.

"Sam, we need to talk," I began, she glared at me

"About?" She asked

"Those girls who piss you off everyday."

"Why do you care all of the sudden? As if you as your puny self could do much damage to them." She had a point that I was small, but that wasn't the problem in this situation, it was just me requiring her assistance in this.

"I can do a lot, and what you need to do doesn't always depend on your size or your strength!" I responded

"Really? I doubt it."

"Just listen. This is all to help with your current problem, and the problem you've had since grade 7,"

"Stop. Stop right there." She said, pausing me in my tracks, her mood had immediately flipped in front of me, and in the duration of less that two seconds. I had said too much, but there was not time to take it back. It almost worked, I thought.

"What's wrong with my reasoning?" I blurted

"I'll tell you this again, and this time remember it! I am fine." She yelled, and began walking to her seat in family studies. I was so close!

She has loosened up about this problem but continues to ignore the fact that she will succeed and even if I can't stop her from continuously trying and attempting, I can at least attempt to limit the constant reminders of why she's doing this.