Silent Mia

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Entry 4

October - 24ᵗʰ

The slap from three weeks ago still stings. Just like the fact that Mia keeps denying everything.

To then avoid my presence once again when it's only us. Alone in a secluded zone away from wandering eyes.

It rewinded back to being left as an unnoticeable presence when it was supposed to be the opposite.

Why keep acting this way?

I've been repeatedly analyzing the situation, your feeble behavior, and the sudden response. I constantly keep questioning myself.

My Dear Mia, what has you in this dreaded pain?

Or am I just a nuisance to your presence?

If only you truthfully answered .

If you took me into consideration like the day we shared our first kiss under the starless sky. If only you stopped desperately pushing me away—.

If only you knew,

our fated paths aren't mere coincidences.

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What is there to do when rejection comes along? Do we simply accept it? Or fight back?

Accept the pain? Or move on?

Do you simply keep wasting time to chase the girl that makes your beating organ all mushy?

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I sigh the cold air burning into my lungs. So this is how it feels like to be utterly rejected, and not even land in the friend zone. Karma has finally decided to repeatedly slap my face for toying with them, and murdering their meaningless hearts right after.

If I knew I would have run into this rare gem, I would have never done any of those past adventurous errors. If it were possible, I would go back, and beat my past hormonal teen self.

Familiar footsteps soon caused me to be aware of someone approaching. Without the screeching of the marker, I already knew who it was. Opening my eyes I was received with the view of a whiteboard.

"You look troubled."

"Heartbroken is more like it Mia." I sit up putting out my cigarette. "So what brings you to the rooftop? Even more so, you're still not speaking. By chance are you afraid someone might hear you?"

I've been thinking about that scar on her neck. Did that scar cause some type of trauma? Would that be the reason why Mia refuses to speak? Maybe I should drop my persistence. Mia suddenly looks back towards the door. Which causes me to direct my attention towards the entrance.

"If you're worried about getting caught, and suspended for violating one of the academy's rules. Rest assured. Rarely anyone comes up here. Especially now since security is currently patrolling the students parking lot. Trying to find that suspicious trespasser."

Mia hesitated for a few seconds before sitting down beside me. Indeed this is rare.

"Is there anything you would like to ask?" I question knowing Mia was having trouble on how to start this particular topic. Her fidgeting was only exposing her. I'm beginning to think you weren't even paying attention to me. Are you going to question how I even know about the security's current dilemma?

"The scar you showed me,
how did you manage to get it?"

Mia slowly signs with long pauses. As if she finally figured out I was having some trouble keeping up with how fast she expressed her mind.

Training to be as cold hearted as Death himself, but you don't need to know that. Or do you? The moment you truly find out who I really am Mia, you'll be running the opposite way in abhorrence.

"You're finally taking interest in me—." Mia slaps my shoulder with the whiteboard. I didn't fail to notice the dim blush appearing on her cheeks. "Well it's not something I like to recall, but a few years ago I accidentally got shot."

It's the truth, but not the complete truth.

The whole thing was definitely by accident. It could have been avoided, but I somehow ended up being sidetracked by Rose failing miserably. The consequences of my errors only led me to being careless. Leaving no time to dodge the moment my older brother shot without warning.

"I'm sorry to hear—."
Mia signs, but I interrupt her response.

"It's long been left in the past." I add taking a slight pause. The air has become quite tense. Looking over, Mia seems to be in deep thought. I've been told if you dwell on the past for too long, your present and future will only become dull. "We may be somewhat strangers, but if you ever want to share your story Mia, I'm here."

I clench my fist. Wondering how correct this speculation is.

"The burden always gets lighter when you give liberty to that devouring pain hidden deep within your chest."

It once again returns to being silent as Mia gazes at the sky. It was somewhat cloudless except for the few contrail clouds that were present. Tainting the deep blue sky. Looking once again towards Mia, she was having trouble masking her emotions. Those tears were seconds from slipping away.

What painful past could she have gone through to turn her into this dreadful mess? It pains me from within witnessing her like this. With a suffering expression collapsing her into a miserable state. What is keeping you like this?

"I have to go—."

Before Mia could slip away from my grasp, and run off to hide her existing presence. I unexpectedly bring Mia into a tight embrace.

Her trembling hands hesitate for a second, but soon clench into my uniform. Gripping with suffocating force. All while Mia's head leans against my chest.

Silently spilling tears as the sky became a witness of her dreaded sadness.

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