Chapter 2: Broken net

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I was only a net, a broken one. Always used and then tossed out until you fixed me. You sat there one day, 8th grader me had finally smiled. I turned an unnatural color, red, and couldn't break eye contact from you. You probably didn't see it or maybe you did and just played it off like you usually do.


As time went on I would love you more. 


I didn't know that then, and maybe that's why when my friend told me she liked you, I tried to back off but couldn't. That day you told me you liked me I was happy. Something that was rare for me, something that I couldn't say no to. And to be honest I didn't feel guilty for it, because for the first time


I put my happiness in front of another. 


Something I had never done. And maybe I am an evil person like she says. Maybe I did take her happiness away. And honestly, when I look into her eyes I see that she wished that I didn't exist. Maybe she wanted me to die as much as I wanted to die.


Maybe she wanted this net disposed of.


Maybe that's why I did what I did that day. 


Maybe that's why I cried alone that night.


Maybe 


Just maybe


That's why I cry at night still.



I hurt people, maybe others are right about something.



I just hurt people. I guess that's okay. 


I'm just their broken net. 




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