17 | to use you
I'm upset I let you use me
Mornings are the my favourite part of the day said No. One. Ever. No one but losers anyway. (I'm totally kidding). And me once upon a time before life freaking sucked everything out of me and left me a freaking mess. I roll out of bed anyway and try not to think about crawling back in when I go downstairs for breakfast.
Mom is still in the kitchen, packing a lunch for work. "Morning babe," she says softly.
"Mornin'," I mumble, going straight to make a tea.
I don't even hug her, or let her kiss the top of my messy head like she used to only weeks ago. I'm still a little pissed off at her. I thought she would have taken my side. I thought she would have supported me. She knew I liked Axel before. She knew I cared for him. And yet she decided not to try to stop me from being with him until I knew I really wanted to.
She realizes the tension too. She hates it. "When can we get over this?" She asks me.
My tea is done and I take it into my hands, and it's almost like a barrier between us, so she can't take my hands or try to hold me or make me feel guilty for ignoring her so easily.
I look at her sad eyes and sigh. "Maybe once it stops hurting so much," I tell her, "in other words, it'll take awhile."
I go back to my room until she goes to work. Maybe that was a little dramatic. But maybe she'll realize that my feelings are valid and Axel would have been good for me, and I for him.
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"The one with the fishtail braids?"
Nicole nods. "Summer of sophomore year. No one believed her. She's kind of an outcast. A loner. I can't believe I just let it be. It was so obvious he had hurt her."
I rub Nicole's shoulder. "It's not your fault. I'll go talk to her."
Nicole sighs. "Good luck," she mumbles, embracing me. I still feel funny hugging her. I feel like I'm hugging part of Axel. I feel like she's as close to him as I'll ever get again. With that, Nicole leaves me in the cafeteria during last period to talk to another girl that fell victim to Tanner.
My hands shake when I approach her, trying not to imagine what she had to go through, how much worse her experience was, how she didn't have an Axel to save her like I did. Her name's Linh. She's wearing an Avenged Sevenfold shirt, and her black hair is pulled back into two braids, except for her bangs.
I slide in a seat in front of her, and wait for her to glance up at me, and tug an earbud from her ear.
"I like your shirt," I say nervously.
She smiles awkwardly. "Thanks. Do we know each other?"
I shake my head. "I wanted to talk to you about something."
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