Scribbles of Love

Chapter 5: "A Note!"

*watch the above clip from the point of view of a guy instead of girl.*

Looking at the title of the file, I smiled but didn't dare look up at Cody, who was busy playing a game on my phone.

"Hey, Laps! I don't know how to say this... I know I'm stupid, ok? I-I-yesterday I tried to cut myself. I don't know why. But I do know that my condition is getting increasingly pathetic... I'm getting increasingly pathetic."

I paused the recording. "Cody? Why?" I realized that my voice came out as a croak and cleared my throat.

Cody pretended like he didn't hear.

"Cody, answer me! You said he was alright. You liar!"

"He is alright. He said he tried to cut himself. I can't believe you don't know Dylan enough to know that he doesn't have the guts to do it."

I kept silent and stared at him.

"Don't look at me like that. I was SO close to beating my own score."

I couldn't believe how lightly Cody was taking it. And then I realized that Cody wasn't taking it lightly. He was just very good at acting like he was alright. I didn't bother him anymore as he stared at the blank screen with a blank expression with only his lips pursed. I pressed play.

"Things are not okay, Laps. Mom is getting worse. Jade is getting worse. But cutting myself isn't the solution, I know that. I'm an idiot.

I arrived at school and tried to avoid anything that would make this day worse - namely, bullies. But obviously the bullies had no intention of avoiding me. The bullies number one (The Gangsters) threw rocks at me. Even if I didn't cut myself, someone else had to come do it for me. My arm was bleeding.

I took a piece of cloth from my locker and proceeded to wrap it around the Niagara Falls of plasma, red blood cells, white blood cells and platelets. Okay, that doesn't even make sense. I'm going crazy. I was about to wrap it when an envelope fell out. I usually keep my locker clean and organized so hell knows how it got there. In the corridor people rushed by me and got along with their daily task of pretending that I was invisible. Among them I saw Natalie, smiling at me and immediately felt better. I smiled back and opened the note. It said:

"Don't you worry your pretty little mind. People throw rocks at the things that shine."

A Taylor Swift lyric which fitted the situation perfectly. I searched the note for a name but found nothing but a... there was nothing. No name, sign or anything. The thought that such considerate people walked these halls usually inhabited by egoistic and self centered people made me feel a lot better.

The day went a lot better. Specially because the Plastic Gems were too busy doing their nails to notice me. Jade wasn't doing hers. She just sat their looking miserable and distracted.
Cody was sitting next to me munching waaayyy too loudly on chips that I so generously offered him. He noticed my concern and told me that she had been in a fight with The Gangsters. I proceeded to ask why but the loud voice of his chips interrupted me - on purpose? I don't know. Natalie came towards us with a big smile on her face.

"Hey, Dylan. Do you mind if I join you guys just for today? I couldn't find a good book to read in the library." She looked extra pretty today, or so I thought.

"Yeah, absolutely!" I was about to reply.

Just then, Jade suddenly got up, whispered something to a PG, and left. I think I saw tears in her eyes. I couldn't just not go after her. Leaving Natalie, who was probably hurt, standing there, I ran after her. Halfway across the corridor, she must have realized that I was following her, thanks to her expensive reflective shades. She took a sharp right turn and got inside the girl's bathroom, shutting the door behind her. I could still hear the sound of her crying bitterly.

I wanted to knock but then I asked myself, "How many times has she made you cry, Dylan? She's probably crying because of a broken nail or something anyway."

So after reconsideration, I left.

My mind had shut up my heart and yelled at me that I did the right thing by leaving. My heart, however, spoke again in the middle of the night, when my brain was fast asleep.

Let's just say, there were a lot of tears yesterday night.