A few days later, I got called to the counselor's office. He found out about all the bullying. He introduced me to Claire, an 8th grader who was going through the same type of thing. She had short, black hair and a lot of freckles. The principal put us in the same classes and lunch.
Claire was a lot like me. She loved music, art, and even photography. She lost her mom in a car crash and lives with her abusive father. She got bullied because people knew she was gay. Her father would harass her all the time. She told me about her self harm and times in the hospital for attempted suicide. I finally felt comfortable telling someone about my self harm. She told she would help me get better.
Time passed and we became closer and would have sleep overs almost every night just to make sure the other was ok. We would talk about everything to each other and I soon started to fall in love with her. We kept getting closer and closer and one time we kissed just for the heck of it.
I couldn't stop thinking about her. Every second she was the only thing on my mind. On April 6th I finally got the courage to tell her how I felt. We were lying in the corn field.
"Um.. Claire, I have to tell you something.."
"What is it Meagan?"
"I..I think I'm falling in love with you and I can't help it, I just can't get you out of my head and I know you probably don't feel the same but-"
She kissed me.
"I'm in love with you too.. I want you and only you. I won't have to be alone anymore and we can stay together.."
We kissed even more while her hand held my head and my hands were on her chest.
"Claire, you weren't alone, you've had me..you always had me.. Claire w-will you be m-my girlfriend?"
"Yes!"
Her face lit up and I was so happy. I had never seen her smile so wide. The problem was that she was more depressed than I thought. She told me everything that was going on as we held hands. I told her everything would be alright but was it? I was so scared. She started cutting more and wrote suicide notes in class. I didn't know what to do.
