Forever Alone... Or Not

Prologue

(*Takes place when the characters were in 4th grade*)

POV: Michael

The words replayed in my head over and over again. 'Sariha moved to Tennessee' The realization of what my teacher said hit me head on. Tears started to run down my face as I pull my legs to my chest and bent my head on to my knees. My teacher came and sat next to me and pulled me into her lap and hugged me. Sariha is my best friend, my only friend. She didn't even tell me that she was moving. No goodbyes were said. As I lay in my teacher's arms I felt such pain and sadness. I knew no one could ever replace her. I look up from my legs and saw Nicco. He gave me a sympathetic glance for a second before smirking evilly. I hated Nicco, he tried to take Sariha away from me. He would call me names and act like an angel around Sariha. I scowled at him as he walked away. As he turns the corner I saw a frown on his face. He looked depressed and I wouldn't know why. He couldn't have liked Sariha, could he? He obviously didn't like me much. Maybe Sariha could have liked him, no, she would have told me. I stopped thinking about Nicco and crawled out of my teachers arms and asked to go to the bathroom. She said I could so I went on my way to the bathroom. I was looking at the floor when I bumped into someone. I looked up and saw Nicco. I groaned internally as Nicco noticed that it was me.

¨Oh hey Mikey." he said like he was talking to a baby. ¨I'm so sorry that Sariha moved away." he said with a smirk. ¨but it was your fault she moved anyway." I looked at him and another tear escaped my eye as I stuttered.

¨W-w-what are you t-talking about?" I asked knowing it was probably going to hurt my feelings.

¨Sariha was sick of you so she just left. Leaving you here alone, forever.¨ he laughed a little bit as he walked away. I collapsed on the floor as my whole body began to shake. I didn't know what was happening. I couldn't breathe and I couldn't move my body. I just sat there leaning against the wall, dying. I heard yelling as black spots appeared in the corners of my eyes slowly making its way to the middle. I felt myself being picked up by someone. I was a small boy, almost the smallest in the class. As the person that picked me up started to walk I heard a small plead. ¨I'm so sorry please don't leave me." That was the last thing I heard as I was consumed by the darkness. To be forever cold and alone.

(now Michael is a freshmen and 14)

I woke up covered in sweat and tears. I've had that dream every night ever since I was nine. The whole dream was bleary besides Nicco's face. I guess it's because he's the reason of my depression starting. Fucking asshole. He moved away 2 years after Sariha. I look at my alarm, which has yet to go off, it reads 4:43 AM. I sigh as I bury myself in my many blankets, pillows and stuffed animals. I start to drift off but was interrupted by my alarm going off. I turn it off quickly so it doesn't wake my father. I groaned as I threw everything off me and stood up heading to the bathroom. I made the water scorching hot. I pulled out my razor and began cutting my arms and thighs. I watched the blood run down my body into the drain. After washing my body and my hair I dried off and got dressed. Just simple black skinny jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. I went back into the bathroom to dry off and straighten my hair. When I was done I grabbed my phone and my bag. I ran down the stairs hearing my dad's door open. I got to the door and opened it before Dad even noticed me. I closed it softly, not wanting my dad seeing me. I made it outside in time for the bus. I sat down in one of the seats in the back. I plugged in my earbuds and turned my music all the way up. I went on co-pilot and drowned out the teachers and students as the day went on. As my last class neared I heard rumors that the new girl was 'hot' based on the jocks. I really didn't care but for some reason my heart started to beat really fast. I walked into my last class and sat in my seat. I focused on my phone as class started. I looked up when I saw the door open in the corner of my eye. A girl walked in holding a piece of paper looking confused. She had milk chocolate skin, light green eyes, and curly dark brown hair. The teacher stopped what she was doing and smiled at the girl.

"Oh hello, you're my new student right?" My teacher asked and the girl nodded. "Well, you should introduce yourself." The teacher sat at her desk and the girl looked at the students nervously.

"Hi, im Sariha.." OMG if she says Stone im gonna piss my pants. "Sariha Stone, I moved here from Tennessee." My jaw hangs open as her eyes move around the room. They stop on me and she gasps. "Michael?" she asks but it's more like a statement than a question. I nod my head, and the next thing I knew I was in her arms. She had ran across the room in a split second and engulfed me in a bear hug. "Omg I missed you so much." she pulls her head back and looks at me and I notice tears on both her cheeks, then I felt the tears on my face.

"Omg you grew so much." She laughed a little at my comment and pulled me back into a hug. We freeze as the people around us started cheering and clapping. I chuckle and so does Sariha. We sat down next to each other and the teacher resumed class. I turned and looked at Sariha. She looked at me and smiled a big bright smile and I asked myself. Maybe I'm won't be alone anymore? Maybe I'll finally get answers to what happened so long ago. Maybe i'll be able to figure out why Nicco is the only one in my dream that isn't blurred out. Maybe i'll figure out why he looked so sad after seeing me cry.

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December 10th, 2018