Misfits

Chapter 10- Envy

Jax's POV

I entered my home to be greeted by three of our house maids. "Sir would you like some breakfast?" The younger one asked as she stood formally by the door as I entered. I slumped myself on our leather seats as I sighed.

"No thank you Amber. My school bag, a change of clothes and my wallet would be fine." I said without looking at her. I felt her hustle into another room to get my needs.

"Where have you been all night Jax?" The elder one, Linda said. She has grown close to me because she's been serving my family for the past twenty years. I didn't find the need that she use honorifics with me because she's like my mother. My mother and father is usually never home. They're always out on business trips and they rarely come home. So Linda has been the motherly figure in my life.

"Oh you know, the usual. Drinking, partying." I said as I felt her raise an eyebrow at me without looking at her.

"You don't look like 'the usual'." She said folding her arms. "You don't look the least tipsy, nor are you dressed up for a party." She said signaling my loose pajamas. Linda can be nosy at times, but she just really cares about my well being more than I care about it myself. I don't know what I would do without her.

Then suddenly I jerked up because I remembered that I can't spend too much time with someone for too long. And to think that I'm putting not just 'anyone' in danger. I immediately stood up and slammed myself to the farthest wall of the living room, gaining weird looks from the housemaids, the gardener on the opposite side of the large panel of window and my pets.

"Sir here are your things." Amber emerged looking at me with curious eyes as she held out my bag together with my wallet,phone and clothes. I sprinted towards them as I grabbed my things.

"See you guys later!" I said as I jumped out the front door with my things at hand. I ran and ran until I got to central park. From there school was only a few minutes away. I looked around and realized that I tired myself for nothing because I could've brought my car with me. I scratched my head in frustration.

I walked towards the public restrooms when I found a lying figure in the ground. As I got closer I found that it was Melissa. What could she possibly still be doing here?

"Are you dead?" I said as I walked over to her.

"No. Why would I be?" Melissa said sitting up, her face free from any emotion.

"I don't know..." I said awkwardly.

She then stood up and began to leave. I followed immediately after her.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Is it not obvious? School." She stated giving me a 'matter of fact' look.

"Come on, lets go together." I said.

"And shock the entire student population that a popular kid is hanging out with a complete freak? No thanks." Melissa said as she continued to walk.

"And do I look like I care about that anymore?" I said.

"Well, when you broke down a while ago. You look like you did." She said.

"Ugh. Don't be difficult. I don't particularly care anymore now that I think about it. It's just my reputation. Reputation over capability to take part in saving the spirit realm. You know what I would pick." I said walking by her. She didn't say anything as we simply just walked.

I looked down on the ground and kicked a couple of pebbles along the way. Melissa, she did't turn out to be anything anyone said about her.

A silent undercover slut. I assumed this was because she was pretty. Envy consumed the minds of the insecure girls who reside nowhere else rather than my school. Probably worried that the faint glint of light that they possessed be over shone by Melissa's luminous, star-like shine.

Mental hospital patient in not another rare nickname to be thrown her way.

Freak

Stupid

Witch

Outcast

Misfit...

Again, all the products of human nature, envy .

Everyone has something to envious of, I know that for a fact. That being said, It's not something that should drive us to ruin someone else's life. Lives people are living in despair because of people who envy what others have.

Even if its the only thing they have.

"I'm sorry."

My eyes grew when I realized what I just said. Overwhelmed with pity and sadness, I hadn't controlled myself. I stiffened but still continued to walk awkwardly by her.

"Why?" She muttered.

I looked over to her calm expression as she looked afar. I shivered as the wind blew past my arms.

"For the miserable life you've been living. I know its not my fault, neither is it my business. I just felt the need to tell you that. I felt the need for someone to sympathize with you. I felt the need to tell you that you're not alone."

I sighed, my chest felt heavy from this whole thing. This whole serious conversation I couldn't remember having with anyone in a while. My chest ached. But I felt glad. Gladness to know someone I never knew I would even be acquainted with, ever.

"How does saying you're sorry tell me that I'm not alone?"

"It means that I'm on your side now." I felt a small smile creep in my lips as I said those words. Melissa said nothing as she simply stared on into the vastness of the sky. I need not wonder why. It was enough that she felt that there was someone there to stand by her.

Finally doing something I'll forever be proud of.

Finally doing something without a single care about my reputation.

Finally doing something opposite to what my friends want me to.

Finally doing something that will validate...

that I'm a misfit.