True Friends

I'm Fine. Honestly.

After an extremely long morning followed Break Time which I spend with Jay. The time was blissful but unlengthly. We sat on the old comfy chairs in the library which are normally filled with more cushions than people.

We sat together with the mass of pillows surrounding us and just talked. We talked about our opinion on life and everything in existence. We talked about our favourite films, books, bands and food. We kept on talking till the hidious sound of the bell broke through our bubble. It felt like we had in that 15 minutes made a protective glass bubble around us and the bell had just smashed it down making sure the glass fortress now represented nothing else but ash.

After a few more useless hours of listening a supply teacher drone on and on about how his Grandad had invented the spork it was time for lunch time. A blissful hour spent with my new found friend Jay. Nothing could bring me down not even Taylor and her Gang.

Just short 10 minutes of waiting in the lunch line for a plate (I say plate what i mean is a strange shaped piece of plastic stuff!) of deliciously sloppy lasagne fate decided to go against me. Taylor glided into me making sure every single last drop of red sauce was all over me.

It didnt help that she actually took the time to take the plate from the floor and place it well slam it down on my head. She looked she had just scored a try in rugby. As you can imagine i was humiliated. I didnt know what to do. Should i say something back? Should i call her a cow then walk off with my head held high like a strong person would? No I didnt do any of those things. I could feel the tears welling up inside me and i couldnt hide it any longer. Tears escaped down my cheeks as i grabbed my bag and as quick as possible get out of that hell hole. I raced through the many hallways of the school until i was as far away from them as possible and couldnt hold myself up anymore.

I must of looked like a complete mess. Tears streaming down my face while look warm lasagne pieces decorated my hair and clothes. After a few seconds later my phone beeped. I couldnt see who it was as the tears were so abundant now everything was blury. I pressed down to cancel it. Honestly i didnt care. All i wanted to do was crawl up a hole and cry atleast i was doing the crying part. My phone began to ring again and just like the first time i cancel it. I didnt want to talk to anyone. Why would anyone want me anyway? The phone kept ringing and i kept canceling it. It became a cycle that couldnt be stopped until i picked up the phone.

Eventually i gave up and pressed the answer button. It was Jay. After picking up the phone Jay started rapidly asking me questions.

"Are you okay?"

"Where are you?"

"I heard what happened do you need to go home?"

"Liv please say something I have been so worried about you."

It sounded like he had been crying. Know and again he would sniff or I wasnt understanding what he was saying from him crying down the phone.

I still didnt answer anything. What would i say?

"Yeah Jay I'm just great everything is just fantastic even though i have been crying for so long now I'm struggling to breathe."

Instead of trying to be the new me I just slowly say in the phone

"I can't take this anymore."

I hung up. In my head i could picture Jay screaming down the phone for me to stay on the phone and tell me where i was and that he can help me.

He didnt understand. No one did.

I managed to gather myself together enough to try to find the nearest toilets to change. Thankfully i had alway taken spare clothes just in case something like this happened. You get suprisingly prepared for anything they through in your face but this. This was a new one. They had never this bad. I had finally became used to being pestered and made of fun of. But this was the final straw. I couldn't take it anymore.

I always told myself that I am strong and i can get through this but honestly all my strength has been used up. All my energy of trying to be able to pass over the bullying had been sucked out of drop by drop.

I changed my clothes and headed home.

When i went inside of the house i closed the door and collaped onto the floor. I started to cry again. I cried and cried til i had no more energy and my tears had run dry.

An hour or so later there was a knock on the door.

"Liv, are you in there? are you okay? please open the door? Liv please?"

It was Jay. He pleaded and pleaded until i opened the door.

I looked a complete mess and so did he. His face was tear stained and his lips were dry. The hair that normally is effortlessly perfect was extremley messed up.

I didnt realise how realeaved i was to see him. I collapsed into his open arms and cried into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me and for a first in a long time I felt safe. We went through to the living room adn sat on the couch.

"Are you sure your okay?" Jay asked

"I'm fine, honestly." I replied only half meaning it.

"I'd be happier if i stayed with you tonight." He said with a stern voice and worried eyes "If that is alright with you."

"You dont need to I am fine honestly." I answered with a shaky voice

"Just for tonight to make sure your okay." He said without losing eye contact

"Just tonight." I said

He was right that i wasnt fine. I felt terrible and he knew it. I had no idea what to do now but I was sure Jay knew excatly what to do and that is why i was beginning to like him so much.

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A/N

Hello Again,

I know it has been a little while but writer's block had taken over me but now I am bursting full with ideas. I honestly don't know myself where i am going to go with this story but hopefully (fingers crossed) it will be good.

Thank you for the votes for earlier chapters and thank you very much for reading this.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I look forward to writting the next!!

See you Soon

Lx