Lonely

Prologue

This had to be a nightmare. Just a horrible nightmare. But sadly, it was reality.

She stood alone surrounded by numerous people she didn't know the names of. All were laughing. Laughing at her.

Tears flowed from her eyes helplessly showing the pain that was stabbing her heart. She had never felt so humiliated, never felt so embarrassed in her life. She tried so hard to stop crying, to be strong for even a moment but that wasn't the case. She was weak and vulnerable and no one bothered to help her.

She looked directly at the source of her pain feeling nothing but betrayal and sadness. How could she do that to her? What had she done to deserve that?

Nothing was the answer. She had done nothing wrong but the world was full of cruel hearted people who wanted nothing but a good laugh at the expense of another's pain.

"Why- How could you do this to me?" She said when she finally found her voice. She sounded so broken but no one cared.

She had thought no one had heard her but when the laughter stopped, she knew they all did. They were waiting for her to speak so they could make a fool of her as if she didn't feel that way already.

The girl she had been looking at, the one who made her feel this way, stopped laughing with the rest of them. Her face was cold. No sign of any sort of soft or regretful emotion. All she had was an evil smirk that painted her face.

The girl scoffed, "Did you really think I waste my time with someone like you? That I would just stick around with some loser who's scared of her own shadow? Get real, Liza. I hung around you for a bit because I felt sorry for you but when you told me you loved me, I knew that I had stuck around for too long. Hell, I'm not even gay or bi or whatever! I'm straight and I would never love someone like you."

With that, the girl flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder and walked away with her two minions in tow. The crowd that had been formed slowly dispersed as there was nothing to watch anymore. All the excitement was gone and therefore there was no reason to stand around.

Liza, on the other hand, was frozen in her spot. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Had her once best friend just lead her on for the sake of it. For a good laugh? It made her sick how someone could treat another like that. Like a fool. Like they don't matter.

Her tears were still flowing from her eyes and showed no signs of stopping. She was utterly broken and didn't know if she could be fixed.

As if the final piece of her sanity finally broke, her legs gave out on her causing her to fall right in the middle of the hallway. She laid there crying unable to pick herself back up. She didn't know how she would cope, seeing her once best friend look at her like that was the worse feeling she has ever encountered. The way she spoke to and about her was something she never thought she would hear.

Never again, she thought, I will never let anyone make me feel like this again.