I slowly wake up. Realizing I'm still in my makeup and James' is sweatshirt.
"Shit.." I sigh. I notice my phone received messages from a unknown number.. Odd.. I unlock my phone screen and start to read them. They all appear to be nice messages like:
"You're beautiful."
"Please don't cut yourself."
"I need you."
"Your smile is amazing."
"You have great taste in music"
"If you need someone, please call this number."
"Don't ever leave me."
"I have a gift for you tomorrow. I'll put it in your locker."
"I'll be checking on you."
I wonder who it's from. It could be anyone. It could be a joke too.. Then again I had no sleeves on for a while today. Anybody could of noticed my cuts. The real question is how did this person even get my number.. Nobody has my number at my school. I have no friends. I sit alone at lunch, I'm my own partner in group projects, barely anyone knows my name. Well, except the teachers and staff, an-James. He knows my name. Maybe it's him. Nono it couldn't be him. H-he.. Why would he bother? He's a popular boy. I'm nothing. He's a bad boy too.. He shouldn't care about my feelings.. They're just my feelings for that matter. And bad boys aren't softies. But what If it is him.. What makes him care about me so much? I'm a nobody. I sigh and start to work on my homework for the night.
Once I finish my homework I enter into my bathroom. Getting ready for a shower.
By the end of the night. I head for bed.
I go and shut my window. As I look out I notice something in my tree. A person. Who could it be? I stare at them for ten minutes before saying anything. Taking in their presence as if's not a threat.
"H-hello..?" I say as I stick my head out the window. It is a cold night. I look as I watch the dry rain fall to the almost brown grass. They don't answer. I continue to watch them. All of a sudden I see the figure jump from the tree and run to the end of my block. I sigh, shut my window and crawl into bed. Once I hit the surface of the cloud like mattress. All my sadness came back again. I had trouble breathing. For I was hyperventilating myself to sleep.
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A Lover's Dream
Teen Fiction"Rose!" He said with tears running down his cheeks. Oh no.. He knows. He's not supposed to know. I can't do this right in front of him. How did he find out? I start to run towards him and give him a hug. "James.. Calm down please.." I kiss his fore...
