Rose Point of View🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸
My head is spinning. I guess I can't take it anymore.
I slowly open my eyes to see everyone talking about random stuff. I see, i fell asleep just now.
My dream was like nightmare.
I sighs and pursed my lips to remove my thoughts.
"When my father wants to spank my butt, I always go to the edge of the wall and hide my butt to avoid it."
"RIGHT! Especially if he is using his belt!"
"I always run only to avoid it, if it's me."
I listen to their conversation, talking about their experiences in their homes. How their father do to them when they do the things their father do not like.
I smiled. Ah, it is so nice to have a father like that.
I was jealous. I envy them because they experience fatherly love while me, not.
They are so lucky to have a complete family. I wish i am them, but that wish will never be happen. It's hurt so much but not as pain as i knew that i will not going to experience a father, my biological father.
I am not content but at the same time, it's okay.
Because life is unfair.
I slowly stands up and went to the bathroom without anyone's permission. It's break time, so there's no need to it.
I sit in the toilet bowl and sighs.
I did not notice that my eyes started to wet. I only know that my heart was hurt until I can't control my sobber, i cried silently.
Why did I cry? It is not because of my father, to what you have thought.
It is because I want to give up my dreams that is impossible to achieve. My dreams I wish to believe that someday, it will come true.
But those dreams, i don't want to give up. Please let me give hope.I wipe my tears and open the door when the first thing I saw was
.Them.
"you." I was shocked. Did they followed me here, or not?
"Rose, are you crying? "
"Did you cry? "
They ask in synchronized. I suddenly remember that i did not wipe my face properly but I look at the mirror, i only have red eyes and a nose, that's all.
Yep, that's all.
I laughs when I saw their weird faces.
"I'm not. My nose is active again." I smilingly said to them. I washed my face and wipe my face with a clean cloth.
"Seriously? But you don't look like you have one." Aria said.
"You're crying." Khyle said with her determines voice.
"No, i am not!" I yelled while I laugh so hard.
"You cried."
"It's only my nose! It was itchy!"
"But you still cry"
"You are."
"I am not"
"Yes you are"
"No!"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No, no no no!"
"Yes, yes yes yes"
"Fine, yes!'' I give up.
They hugged me and comfort me after i admit.
" I cried because I can't breath and my nose is so itchy. So i can't help but cry." I explained to them.
I lied. I don't' want to admit, but from the looks of them, I can say that they are concerned and will wait for me to share it with them.
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"A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you, even when you are fooling everyone else."
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Last Year for being TOGETHER || friendship ✔
Short StoryIt's our last year in this school. Where in this school starts our high school days and helped each other. "There is no one can compare your bestfriend since the start of maturity."