Trail, To the Past

Chapter Eight: Once in a while, with these people...

Sighing with an unpleasant expression, Jo turned to Harry.

- Su likes Lor.

- Uh huh, so wut? Can't blame his feelings. - He replied, smiling kindly. - It's his.

- Can't you be more supportive? - His friends groaned. - Oh I hate this life. Mother's crazy, Pa's dead, crush has his own, and friend! 

- Please, Jo, behave.

- What are you, my brother, an orphan?

Harry twitched his face.

- I don't like that word. - He said, lowered his voice. - That sounds disrespectful enough.

- Who care when you can't have the person you love the most in this world?

- I can't argue like this just because of a freakin' boy doesn't love you and follow his heart. I give up.

Jo turned away. She was upset. She couldn't have love at all, even a boy or her mother. Life was too unfair for her after all, she decided while sighing.

- If you hate me... 

- I don't. - Harry Harrington took a bite of his bread. - I love you as a sister I never had, a family I could have had. And now she is fighting for another guy who, in my opinion after all, just doesn't worth it. Now she is treating me like an orphan, which, I can't and won't dare to deny, and that's perfectly fine. Fine! Fair enough.

He stood up. Complaining took lots of his strength, especially to complain with the person he...

Class started. 

With rain pouring like mad outside, Jo couldn't sit still at all. The teacher was speaking nonsense to her, and though the girl couldn't love Literature less than any others on the world, she just also couldn't stand writing so fast without having anything in her mind.

- Kidding me? Life has been treating me like... dung! Pretty nice feelings.

- Nice when you have only one freaking hand and now it's tired enough to be left by a small weak ant? - The guy in front her asked jokingly.

- Who knows? - She shrugged. - Metaphor?

- That's nice of you noticing.

Jo smiled meekly. These guys did creep her, she shook her head, no, Su didn't.

But because of him, Jo hurt her best friend.

What was Harry doing?

Crying? No he was strong. But Jo called him orphan. He must be mad 'bout that, when his only friend called him like that,  but...

There couldn't be more "buts" that day.