It's Called Surviving UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Chpt 10: You Should've Told Me

I jump up startled. I quickly pinch myself to assure me of two things; that I'm not a ghost and two that I'm awake. When I feel the little sting I release a breath I didn't know that I was holding.

I wipe the thin layer of sweat off of my face. I turn to look at my alarm clock to see it was 4:55 a.m. I was too afraid to go to sleep now so I decided to go outside.

I got out from my bed and walked to my closet where my blue silky rob was hung. I grabbed and placed my both arms into the two separate tunnels.

I chucked my feet into my bunny slippers and padded downstairs. I set off the alarm system and slowly opened the door, the cool air smacking me across my bare face.

I quietly closed the door, crossing my arms together to create some kind of heat before walking over to the hanging chair.

I take a seat and turn the object towards the road. I look up at the sky, watching as the thousands of stars illuminated the dark blue blanket above. Although there was no moon tonight it was still a bit bright.

I let out a sigh. Today was the day that I would go back to school. I was not thrilled about it but terrified.

I was nervous that what happened two weeks ago had not passed and I would be teased.

I had created a plan though. I would just not give them my attention. If they saw that I was not moved by their taunting then they would stop harassing me, hopefully.

I brought my feet to my chest, placing my chin between them. I thought of how things were before this school year.

I was never popular, that's obvious but I did not mind that. It's funny how my life changed in just a week. It's funny how little things can destroy you without you even aware of it.

I hear the slightly door bang and snap my head to see a tall figure standing between the wooden frame. "What are you doing up so early?" I ask switching my attention to the dark street that was illuminated by a street lap.

"Should be asking you the same thing." I hear him mutter, before I feel his presence next to me.

We both stay in silence not either of us willing to deal with the elephant in the room. Maybe if we didn't speak of it we both would think that it never did exist.

"Are you afraid?" Timothy finally asks, breaking the ice.

"I don't know," I croaked, a tear escaped, rolling down my cold check.

"You shouldn't be. Those girls are just empty inside who gets satisfaction from hurting others. Don't let them break you." He said stiffly, not daring to look at me.

"Easier said than done." I chuckled bitterly.

"I'm sorry Mads. I should've been a better brother to you but why didn't you tell me? I thought we never kept things from each other."

My entire body tenses and although I try to answer is question, my lips are glued together, refusing me to utter a word. Instead I rest my head on his shoulder and take a deep breath of his scent.

"It was stupid. I thought that it was stupid. I didn't want to worry anyone about it because it was stupid."

"Anything that you care about. Anything that would make you do," he paused grabbing my wrist violently, "Is not stupid Maddie! We could have lost you. You know that you're my greatest supporter, my best friend and you should've told me. You could have trusted me."

I stifle a sob and touch his hand but he shrugs it off before standing up. "Please Timmy don't leave!" I cry.

"You didn't think about you leaving me when you decided to cut yourself." He says harshly before you swings the front door open and leaving it to slam behind him.

I curl myself into a ball once again and rest above my knees. I let out the tears that desperately begged to be let out and sighed. "What have I done."