Poor

What the?

im sitting here bored out of my mind.ona bench. In the park. And its sweating hot at least i found these shorts in the recycle. I shut my eyes for a bit and relax. Then i hear giggles and noises come from the other side of the bench. I open my eyes i see eve with her friends. But there behind her,. Then in front of her. I watch for a bit as they giggle and lean over to whisper stuff in her ear and she smiles. She lied. She does have friends. That bastard. I shut my eyes to rest a little but then a sharp sqreech came from a girl. I open my eyes again. Eve was not smileing she was crying., it just looks like shes smileing. No. She is smileing but crying, well almost crying at least. I can see as they walk by the tears forming in her eyes but not comming down. One girl kicks her feet as she walks . They all start chainting words in. " poor eve,. Friendless and small, no one to help her." Another girl joins in. "Ya her only friend is a blade HA what a life huh! And she carries that water pack around all day!" "Ya ya and also like eve did you attempt suicide a couple nights ago is that like., why you have that cause you screwed up your.." I cut the girls off and jumped up. "RAWR GET AWAY YOU SMUG BASTARDS" they all screamed and ran away. "Eve?" Walked faster holding her books tighter to her chest. "HEY! YOUR WELCOME!" I called to her ferious that she didnt thank me. She continued to ignore me. then she started to run. I dont know why but i had the need to chase her. I eventually caught up to her and spun her around... "EVE WHAT THE F..." I realized her eyes were drenched with tears And she had black eyeliner running down her face wich i didnt realize ahe had make up till now. She was breathing deeply now. And i was now going from angry to sad. "Sit down?" I sAid pointing to the bench. She sat down. And i just kinda stared at my old recked shoes as she payed no attention to anything else but me. "Your confusing" she said with some tears down her eyes but she was laughing while she said it. "What do you mean?" How am i confusing? "Your like., completely a jerk off At one point then your angry as hell at another., then your like a careing soft big brother."

"You dont know anything about me" "no,. I dont., but i know pain when i see it." She said it as if she was gonna cry by saying the word pain. "what do you know about pain" i fadded the words as a said them. "Heh what do i know? I little 12 year old girl know about pain. Well.." She rolled up her sleeves were cutts and burns all over. "I know pain will consume you,. Pain will kill your emotions and make you do bad things,. Pain is like drowning not being able to breath while you can see everyone else around you breatheing,. And i for sure know what thats like" she laughed a little bit than said" pain makes you sacrafise and haha trust me sacrafiseing sleeves in this weather just to cover these things is terrible!" "Your such a cheerful person though" "we all have our secrets,. Some try there best to cover those secrets with a descise" i started at her arms not being able to take my eyes off. "im not in pain" i said slowly. She said nothing as she was about to cover her sleeves. "Lemme see for a second" i grabbed her wrist then turned it around then back around. I placed my other fingure on the scars and traceing them down her arm.

She didnt attempt to take her arm away she just stared at me. Her eyes peirceing into mine. "What?!" I said stareing right back. "I dont know , you just seem insterested in my scars" she said , her face, was, confused. Well i mean she was not her face. What i ment was her face looked like she was confused. "Did you really attempt suicide?" She stared at me. For a LOOONG time. I stared back . I stared at ever perfect imperfect flaws on her face. Her skin wasnt soft but rugged, but her skin was so flawed it made me see her as flawless. Her lips were perfectly full. And her dark LONG hair made those beutiful eyes pop out of her tan skin. I wanted to poke each freckle on her face. They were mocking me. "?" She tilted her head. "When are you turning 13?" I blurted out without thinking. "Soon,. Why? How old are you anyways?" "Just wondering...im 14 turning 15 in july." "You look 18 your so damn tall" "hey!" I said "what?" "Dont swear!" She giggled a little. Her laugh was so cute it was like a new borns first laugh. "I can do what i want" she stuck her tounge out" "this is great" she said. "Whats great?" Im confused . "This! Me,. Actually haveing a good conversation with someone" she smiled as she said it also tearing up. "Dont cry" i said pokeing a freckle on her nose.

(Eves prov)

he poked my nose. Wich made me giggle. I cant beleive hes 14! Like he must be like 6 feet! But 6 feet of pure pain. I can tell when someones hurting. Or in sorta pain. he stares at me for long periods of time like hes reading my toughts or something. So i stare back. But not just his eye. I stare at his dirty blonde hair natrualy spiked up. His brown eyes. Hes like skinny but then.. Muscular skinny. But his clothes., they look like there from the garbage.. Probibly are.. I stood up. "What are you doing?" He asks. I held out my hand. "What?" He said again. "Just hold my hand." I said. "I dont want to" he said narrowing his eye brows. "Just hold my fucking hand" i said still waveing my hand out in the air. "But.. " he stopped talking when he looked at my face. "Ugh fine" he held my hand. I smiled. "And why.." "Shut up" i said. "Oh wow dont turn mean now" " oh shut up!" I said playfully punching his arm. "Thanks by the way." I said biteing my lip. "For?" "Basiclly stopping a house wives episode. "Oh" is all he said. We made our way to my apartment. "Why are we here?" He said really confused. "Just follow me" i squeesed his hand tighter. I started to fast walk pulling him along with me. I unlocked the door and headed in. "Sit" i pointed to the couch. "But.." I cut him off. "Can you just sit down" he said nothing else and sat down. I ran into my fathers room and grabbed at natallica t-shirt (wich yes he owns) and some jean shorts wich are now to small for him. I walke back out into the living room holding the clothes in my hand and threw them at callob. "Whats this?" "Clothes" i said smileing. "I dont need these" he said handing them back. I had to look up to stare him in the eyes. "You sure because you stink and those are ripped i can see your underwear" i blushed a little. "Yeah so this is the 20th centary." He said. " i pushed him towrds the shower. "Take a shower... Put these clothes on." I said placeing him on te tile floor. "What are you my mom?" He said. "No but it seems like you havnt taken a shower in a while and i think you should be thankful" i said crossing my arms and dramaticly looking away. "Thank you " he said in a soft mummble. " dont worry my dad wont be home so he wont kick you out of the house!" I said. "And your mom?" " i dont have one" i said. "Sorry.." "It okay." I said then awkward silence hoverd over us. "Well.., you better get showerin" i said then skipping off into the kitchen.