The Skin I'm In

Chapter 6: Self Worth and Mirrors

Spring's P.O.V

I felt it again as I unlocked the door of my house. My throat filled with emotion and I couldn't hold it in. How stupid was I to believe that he was genuine and nice? It's too good to be true and I knew it from the start. I ran upstairs and slid down the wall of my bedroom and sobbed silently as tears touched my cheeks like a waterfall. Why did it hurt so much? I guess I knew it but no one ever had the pride to walk up to me and say it.

Cripple.

I won't let it get to me. I won't. I've been through far too much to cry over ignorant human beings like him.

I got up and walked to my vanity and glanced in the mirror to get ready for church or as they called it; Kingdom Hall. My parents were Jehovah's Witnesses, my dad was baptized years ago while my mom was just a few months ago. It was unusual to see her do it and it made me emotional to watch her, I felt like she was leaving me in a spiritual way. Me and her started going together but I wasn't feeling it. I was way too young to do something with so much responsibility. I loved God and I didn't wanna lie to him, so I stayed where I was to figure myself out. My phone lit up  next to me and I picked it up looking at the notification.

H-
I'm so sorry. Please answer me.

I scoffed, silencing my phone and leaving my room to go shower. I did my routine and finished a little early so I had an hour to myself to chill and rest for a little bit before my parents called me down to leave. My phone was drowning in text messages from Harry but I wasn't answering. A call came up on my phone and I declined it but another call came up again.

Just answer. He has to stop eventually.

I sighed, answering.

"What do you want?"

"Spring. I'm so sorry. I was upset, I didn't mean it!" He exclaimed.

"I don't expect anything more from you. We're not friends, so it doesn't bother me." I said, my tone blunt.

I heard him sigh over the line. "Spring-"

I didn't let him finish before I hung up.

-

The morning was here before I knew it. I was on the bus with my headphones in my ear as I hummed to the melody.

"Half of my heart is in Havana ooh nah nah yeah." With every lyric I felt my worries slip through my fingers. The bus was freezing as I held my jacket closer to my body. I arrived at the school entrance and headed to my locker to get my stuff for the day since it was an odd day meaning I already had my even day supplies in my backpack. I heard hooping and hollering down the hall as they celebrated their championship game they had won.

A voice came on the intercom, "The Dale Dragons strike again last night at their championship game, leading them to the finals!"

I saw the jocks shake each other's hand before walking to their lockers. I saw Harry fix his snapback, swiftly opening his locker grabbing his books. Why do jerks have to be so beautiful? The same girl from yesterday leaned next to his locker, smiling widely at him before he shut his locker and did the same as their lips met each other's. They were cute together, he seemed happy around her and I mean they must really love each other, but I don't know anything about love.

I sighed and walked to my class before the bell rang so I didn't get trampled by students.

The lunch bell sounded as everyone walked to their spots and I sat under my vacant tree, where me and Niall started sitting together for the last week and I made sure to keep the conversation short because it never ends up working, everyone leaves eventually and so will he.

"How's your day been so far?" Niall spoke next to me, before wolfing down his sandwich. 

I chuckled lightly before answering, "it's been good. You?"

"Well, I shot the winning touchdown at the game last night so I am buzzin'." He smiled widely, his blue eyes sparkling even more than they already did.

"Oh my god! That's great!" I exclaimed in excitement for him.

My phone lit up next to me as I picked it up;

H-
Today after school?

I sighed, knowing the project had to be done.

Me-
Yeah sure. Where?

H-
Your house.

Me-
Sure.

I put my phone down and looked back at Niall who was going into detail on how he hit into a poll this morning, causing him to wear sunglasses to hide the bruise on his eye.