Broken to Pieces

Autumn Is Beautiful, Yet it's Dying

:) "It's so strange that autumn is beautiful; yet everything is dying." :(

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*sorry this took me so long to finish, I got my electronics taken away and have been on a writers block, also I now give credit to @kyrstalnugget for helping me write*

Briar just asked me the most horrible question a crush could ever ask a person. "Do you like me." Just four words that seem to make me immobile. Just four words that make my stomach flip upside down and around on itself.

"Don't be so full of yourself of course I don't."

"Okay, sorry, just asking," and then he walked away towards Deshawn.

I might've been too sharp, but I have to keep this secret. It would not be good if it leaked out. And just him asking means a lot, that means I'm making it too obvious. Luckily the bell rang, that meant I didn't have to face an awkward confrontation with everyone. I started to walk inside to go to my locker, but I noticed that someone dropped their stuff. I walked over to them and helped them get their things together when I notice who dropped their stuff, Larry. He's the most annoying kid among us seniors. After realizing it was Larry, I sped away from the scene hoping he wouldn't notice it was me who helped him. Next thing I know, I'm in my history class. History is one of the most boring subjects, I don't know what forces would want me to endure this type of torture. Before I know it, I enter my endless abyss of thoughts. The ones I try to escape, before I get sucked in.

But too late, I started to think about Briar. I remember this one time, where he saw me in one of my darkest times. We were at a baseball game for a field trip, and I have no idea why, but I became sad all of a sudden. Deshawn tried cheering me up, but he did a horrible job of it. In fact, he just made me more upset. But then... Briar noticed I was upset. He insisted on sitting with me on the bus back to the school, of course I said he didn't have to I'm fine sitting by myself, but in the end he sat with me, no matter what I said. Sitting in the bus seat next to him, my phone was about to die, and that was one of the only things keeping me from crying. So, he gave me his phone charging case to use until we got back to the school. In the end, he cheered me up, just from the smallest things. That's one of the best memories I have of us. And then one thing leads to another, and I start thinking about my friends.

Dangelo and Blakely are really close, and I just became one of their friends this year. I don't exactly know how it happened, it just did. I didn't really know Blakely until last year when we were partnered for a project, I suppose we hit it off because here we are today, as best friends. And if you're friends with one of them, you're friends with both of them. I didn't exactly know Dangelo at first, but then we got to know each other and I actually liked her a lot. I trusted her with a lot of my secrets, I told Blakely my secrets too but she was my friend that I laughed with, I didn't exactly question life with her. But over the recent months, we've grown detached. Now it's more Dangelo and Blakely, and even that's falling apart. It started when Blakely got a boyfriend, I guess not all people have enough time for both their friends and their boyfriends. After Blakely started hanging less and less time with us, Dangelo would try to spend all the time she had with Blakely, so there were no hours left in the day for me. After that I just moved on, I moved on to Deshawn and Celia, where they took me in like a dog left on the streets. The thing is, Blakely didn't even realize she was changing, that she was spending less and less time with us. She was blind to the darkness, when that was all we could see.

Thinking about how there was no love left for me, that reminds me that Valentine's Day coming up soon. The one thing that I've actually learned from history, is the background of Valentine's Day. Two people of different ages named Valentine died on that day, I don't know why though. But I do know that's where the holiday came from. Who would think a holiday that violent would turn into something about love. Felicity once mentioned that it's not just about having a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, but it's about love all around. Like loving your friends, or your dog, maybe even your "pet" plant. And as much as I hate Valentine's Day, I have to admit she is right. But before I can think more about the true meaning of Valentine's Day, the bell rings signaling that history is done breaking me from my thoughts.