Chapter 2

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        I woke up with a dull feeling in my stomach. Travis wasn't in bed. He was probably down stairs making coffee and talking to Mom. I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I wiped it away. Why are you crying, Alice? You have nothing to cry about. How can you be so selfish? You have everything you could possibly want. Wipe the tears. You're pathetic. 

        I stood up and walked into my bathroom. I didn't know why I was crying. I wiped away the tears and washed my face. I threw my hair into a ponytail and painted my face with makeup. How could you be crying? You have the perfect boyfriend, the greatest friends, and a mom who loves you with all her heart. I turned off the light and walked out of the door. 

        I heard my friends talking as I walked down the stairs. The voices were from the kitchen. 

        "She's been acting weird lately," Niko said. 

        "I know." Calli responded. She sounded lost and confused. How could I hurt my friends like this? It was selfish and unfair. 

        I finished walking down the stairs. I entered the kitchen. I don't know if I smiled. I couldn't feel it. 

        "Hey, Alice." Maddi smiled at me. 

        "Hi," Travis grabbed my hand and I smiled. 

        "Are you feeling okay?" I nodded. 

        "Yeah, just a slight headache." I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. 

        We got to school in time for the bell to ring. I held onto Travis's hand and guided him into Math. I forced a smile as I walked into class. I don't know what's going on with me. I used to be this happy person, but now I'm this stupid girl who wants everyone to feel sorry for her. I saw some people stare as I walked by their seats. How could you be so selfish? Smile, dude. No one cares about you're problems. If you keep acting this way, you won't have anyone. Just like last year. I pushed the thoughts out of my head and took my seat. 

        "Today is the two year deathaversary of Amanda Macgrove," I sighed. Amanda took her life when I was a freshman. She had been a softmore at the time and I was just a freshman. She had hung herself in her basement after school one day. No one knew the real reason, but they said that she had family problems and her boyfriend had cheated on her and made this big lie. I don't know if any of those were true, but maybe they were. "If you know someone that has commited suicide or tried to, please stand up." I looked down at the desk. Travis stood up. 

        "If you have tried to commit, please stand up." I slowly stood up not meeting anyone's gaze. Travis stayed standing. "If you have depression, anxiety, or bipolor, please stay standing." I stood. I felt a lot of gazes around the room. I looked down at the desk and grabbed Travis's hand. 

        "You can sit. Please don't ever feel like you're not worth something. Because you are worth so so so much more. You're going to graduate college. You'll have you're entire life ahead of you. Don't let feelings and high school drama bring you down. Smile and live life to the fullest." People started clapping and there were a few quiet sobs around the room. I felt a tear trickle down my face as a wave of guilt crept through me. "If you know somone who is going through this, or even yourself, tell them you love them and their worth it. Be there when they need you. Talk to them when their low. Happiness is countagious." Travis turned to me and wrapped me in his arms. 

        "I love you, Alice. I love you so so so much. You have helped me through my issues. I love you and I'm not going anywhere." He whispered as I started to sob. All around the room, people were embracing each other and crying. I felt so guilty. 

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