The ring of the doorbell made me groan but I had to find the energy to get up and get my food. I gather my money a I open the door only to be pushed hard making me walk back. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Why aren't you answering my calls?" Tom asks directly ignoring my question. "So you just decide to fly here to get answers?" I say. Tom looks at me weirdly. "Y/n, what's going on?" Tom asks. "Nothing." I reply.
"You just stay home alone?" He asks after we sit down. I nod. "Aren't you going home?" He asks. "There is nothing to do after I go back even. I will still be staying home. I don't have friends." I say. "They don't talk to you?" I don't reply. "Harrison saw some stuff on your twitter last month." He says. I look at him. "She misunderstood a tweet. Bashed me out. I don't even talk to her Tom. I tried to be friends with her too but she replies after months. Me and her was never close." I say. "Is that why you are turning down everyone?" He asks. "What happened? What's making you fear? Talk to me." He says taking my hand. "How would you feel after you waste a year and join college to do what your friend wants to do cause you don't want her to be alone but she ends up ditching you on the first day? And then she make me talk about others just like a normal conversation just to make everyone else turn against me? How would you feel when you get stabbed in the back for being so nice and everyone thinking she is such a sweetheart? It's hard to do anything when there is one of them always looking up through my social media accounts to create drama to keep their boring lives entertained. How would you feel when your classmate accuse you of things and you have to apologize for being an introvert? I'm shutting myself from the world. It hurts." I say crying. "Sshhh.. Hey, hey. You don't have to go doing that. It's their loss for believing shitty lies. You don't deserve people like that? Do what you love. A few people may not like you but there are thousands of people who adore you. Who loves you for what you do. You are special. I'm here. Don't worry. We gotta defeat the huns!!" He says. I give him a weird look. "What?" I ask. "What?" He asks confused. "Since when did you start watching Mulan?" I ask. He turns away ignoring my question. "Hey look, a butterfly." I chuckle with his behaviour.
A/N: This is rather shitty. I'm sorry. I have got drafts saved up unable to finish or process it further due to bad deppressive mood swings. I promise I will update more once I'm okay. Hope you all have a lovely day. xx
