Elliot's POV11-13-18
I feel empty, weak.
Their words cut too deep.Enjoy that weird little poem thing I came up with, whilst I'm currently sitting in the hallway bored as hell right now.
So why did I decide to write in this dumb thing. Even though I'm pretty sure at one point I didn't mind it, but now it's just another thing I have to remember to do.
Life is crap, but I can't give up. Not now at least, as much as I want to, mom needs me, even though I'm probably a disappointment.
Though we got a new neighbor a few days ago who brought us cookies! Even though it's the other way around, but it led to me getting yelled at.
I close my journal, as I spot Ryder walking down the hall, Kacey clawing at his arm. Though he's not bothering to pay any attention to her.
So quickly getting up, I hurry my way to the boys restroom. Walking in and sitting in a stall.
I know it's a bad thing to run away from your problems, but when your problems are 6'4 with hard fists, it's definitely an easier solution.
Not only am I scared to leave this stall I'm afraid to go home.
Though I have to exit the the stall at some point, I can't skip or I get in trouble at home. Which honestly I don't want.
Dads been on the edge since the other day, I try my hardest to avoid him, though it's hard when we live under the same roof.
Leaving my thoughts, I walk out and quickly rush to third period. Which is technically lunch, so I make my way to the cafeteria.
Grabbing my tray, I make my way to my usual spot. Sitting down, I take a bite of my sandwich. Spotting someone walk towards where I'm sitting.
Looking closer, it's actually my new neighbor, violet I think her name was.
Not gonna lie I'm actually kind of happy I'm not alone, yet kinda disappointed.
I mean almost everything in my life sucks, why would anyone wanna get dragged into it.
Ignoring her as she sits beside me I continue to eat my sandwich. Though I know it may be rude and I probably look like a pig.
"Hey, Elliot right?" She says unsure, waving lightly. Looking at her, I nod.
At least I'm answering.
"You don't talk much do you? Are you mute? Or is it like a disorder or something? Or are yo-" cutting her off I place my index finger over her lips.
"I talk but not a lot" I conclude looking at her, before moving away continuing to eat my sandwich.
And honestly I'm kind of surprised I talked to her, I usually don't talk to most people.
But she was rambling asking one question after another, what else could I have done?
I don't know, ignore her. Get up and leave her here.
Stupid head, always coming up with smart options after I make the decision.
"Oh, well, yeah I don't really know what to say." She laughs lightly, great now it's awkward.
"So where are your friends," looking back at her, I stay silent. I really want to laugh, but I force myself not too.
As she looks at me expectedly, I finally bother to answer. "I have none."
Short and sweet.
Her smile falters, you could tell by her face she had nothing else to say.
Though what's there to say? My life is a mess, and no one is there to help me clean it. Not that anyone could.
Sitting in silence, the both of us eat our lunch. Every now and then she'd open her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Is she afraid to speak? Or does she not know what to say?
"So what's your next class?" She asks nervously, standing up after me.
Starting the short journey towards the trash, her behind me, I answer.
"Chemistry."
She nods slowly, "I have ap calculus."
So she's smart, that's nice. She'll be able to graduate with a good gpa and get into a decent college and get a good job.
While the most I'll get is a good gpa, but it all depends on me, I guess.
That's basically how the rest of my day went, I was quiet.
Ryder bullied me once again, this time only leaving a punch to my stomach. Nothing too bad I guess.
And Violet was in my last class. So she sat next to me and tried to start a conversation.
Though now it was time to go home.
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