Beautifully Broken

9

Its been a few days since the whole me catching Marble on her knees in front of Miles, and I have equally just been in my own world and avoiding them.

Marble tried to talk to me the first few days and I just smiled and told her I truly didn't care what she did with Miles and after much convincing she figured it was the truth and left it alone. But I must admit after seeing her like that I started too look at her differently and I quickly realized her group of friends of other girls who have done the same with other boys in the Ward.

I guess this was a thing, I missed incredibly while being in here.

Martha and her band of idiots would try me some days and others they left me alone in my corner of the day room and cafeteria.

I started going back to the library more now, to get away from everyone.

More to avoid Miles.

He wouldn't come near me, but when I was alone he would stalk behind me provoking me to speak or attack him. I just learned to ignore him.

I started going back into my own old routine.

I was close to leaving this place and being able to live a normal life.

What exactly was normal? I had no real idea.

But I knew it had to be anything better than this place.

Which leads me to this moment.

I'm currently laying on the floor on the library with one of the old stuffy pillows under my chest to give me a better support and I'm writing in my journal.

Making plans for when I get out of here.

I was humming to some random tune I heard on tv from an old commercial, My pen is between my lips and im tapping it lightly, thinking.

"Hey."

I stopped what I was doing and I looked up and saw Carlos standing with a grin looking down at me.

Carlos, he was new here to the Ward.

He's only been here for about two weeks I think, I'm kind of unsure.

I'm not to sure what made him end up here but there were so many different stories.

I quickly adjusted myself to be on my knees sitting on my feet behind me, like in a yoga like prayer pose.

"Hello." I said closing my book quickly.

He raised his eyebrows in question.

"I was just making some mental notes. Do you need something? Help looking for a book or something?" I asked pulling my hair behind my ears and quickly glancing over at him before I placed my eyes on the ground between us.

He cleared his throat and he extended his hand out to help me up.

"Um, no I just saw you hear alone, heard you humming. Just thought I would say Hi." He spoke with such sincerity.

It made me really want to know why he would end up here?

What did he do so bad?

"Oh, I'm sorry if my humming was a bother." I spoke as dismissed his hand and I helped my self up .

He put his hands in his pockets and he stepped back to allow more space between us.

The more I looked at him the more I noticed he was actually kind of attractive in a weird way.

He was fairly tall in a sense, then again I was only about 5'9. He was a few inches taller then me.
His eyes where a light brown with hint of green around his orbs, chocolate brown hair that was in a slight curled mess. But he had a cut across his jaw line that left a slightly visible scar.