tears

The boy looked in the mirror, counting every flaw, every scar, every tear that left his eye for every word the people threw at him mercilessly. He thought to himself, why can't I be like everyone else? Why can't I be who I want to be?

The boy just wanted to be accepted. To have just one friend, one true friend. But he couldn't. He was too different.

He heard the door open and he quickly wiped the tears with the sleeve of his baggy sweater. He looked by the door and saw a girl walk in. His eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

"You know this is the boys' bathroom, right?" He asked softly. He was embarrassed that someone walked in on him crying.

"Yeah," She replied confidently.

"Why are you in here?"

"You were crying weren't you?" Before he could answer her, she spoke again. "I wasn't going to let you cry by yourself."

"Oh."

"So, what's wrong?" She pulled him down to sit next to her against the wall.

"Umm." The boy kind of felt uncomfortable with telling this girl, who is a complete stranger, his problems.

"Sorry. I should introduce myself. My name is Evie. I'm a junior."

"I'm James."

"Cool, now that we've introduced ourselves we can talk. I'll tell you my problems if you tell me yours," Evie was very straightforward.

"Um, ok," James still felt nervous talking to Evie. "I'm gay," he nodded his head slowly with his words.

"And? There's nothing wrong with that."

"Are you new here? Me being gay isn't exactly an okay thing. I'm not very accepted here."

"Yeah, I am new here. I just got here today. I'm sorry. People should be able to be who they want to be, and you are no exception." Evie looked at James. "I'm bi."

James didn't react as harshly as many others would, like the others did when he came out.

After her words were said they talked about their problems and comforted each other.

The problems from the past.

"I was kicked out by my parents, they don't believe in me being gay. I live with my aunt and uncle now."

The problems that are reoccuring.

"I have depression. I tried to commit suicide because of all the comments made about me liking other girls."

And the ones they shared.

"No one thinks it's okay."

They talked for what seemed like hours but it was really only one. When they finally came back to the reality that they just missed a class, they hurried to get their things to go back.

They exchanged numbers and there they went with a direct path to happiness.

*2 months later*

The boy walked out the school doors and immediately he felt someone jump in his arms. He smiled widely. It was his best friend Evie. The girl who brightened his world. Nobody could touch them. They couldn't be happier.

Who knew that his tears could make his world better?