I Could Change

Crazy

"Hey Tyler!"

"Hey Stella..."

I kissed him on the cheek and handed him a flower.

"Stella can I ask you something?"

"Yeah."

"Why are you acting like this? You dyed your hair blue,you act all bubbly, you start kissing my cheek, what's wrong?"

My smile faded and I just sat there. What am I doing?

"I honestly have no idea. Actually yeah I do. That day we met, me and my bestfriend got in an argument. He said that I was harsh,had no heart, and things along that line. He had no idea what caused me to be that way and he said that I couldn't change and that the day that I change is the day we could be friends again. I don't need him. I just want to prove everyone wrong." I frowned.

"What caused you to be that way Stella? I always wanted to know."

"I never told anyone. But...I used to be used and thrown away and would let people treat me like crap. Then one day my whole view changed and I became the complete opposite. I went from getting hurt to keeping that hurt in and holding grudges. And nobody wanted to love me or give me a chance and the only person that stayed told me to change."

"Follow me."

We walked across the field and saw a little boy.

"Jason this is Stella, my friend."

Hold up.

What?

I tried to smile but I couldn't help but think,

Did he just friend zone me?

"Hey Stella. Alright bye butt wipes I gotta go play some D and D."

Wow. What a jerk.

I like him.

We laughed and I tried to hide the pain.

"I'll see ya later."

I ran home crying and Keith was by my door. I didn't even care anymore. I miss him. I need him back.

I hugged him and he hugged back.

"What happened,Stella? Who hurt you?"

"Come inside and I'll explain more."

We walked in and walked to my room.

"Keith I don't blame you. But it doesn't make what you did right. I can be a jerk sometimes, but that doesn't mean you can try to change me. If I were an alcoholic or a druggie, I would be thanking you. But I'm not. I am hurt. You know what caused me to be the way that I am? Years of being hurt and stomped on like a freaking carpet. You can't change that trauma. Nobody can. So stop trying."

"Stella it took me awhile but I finally realized that the minute I saw you trying to be something you aren't and the minute I saw a smile on your face but pain in your pupils. I know I can't change a person. That's why I am trying to apologize and get my friend back for my stupid mistakes. I am sorry for trying to change hurt,Stella."

By this point we were both crying, mine for a mixture of reasons.

We hugged and I weakly said,"I forgive you."