My feet trailed along the pavement, my head down avoiding any eye contact, thoughts raging through my head, a tear dropped, I saw it hit the floor.
Crash!
Just like the tear I collapsed on the pavement, I couldn't take it anymore, what's wrong with me?
"hello, are you okay?"a voice spoke, so politely,the words drifted delicately. I looked up sniffling,I nodded hoping she'd go away.
She helped me up and walked me to a nearby bench.
We sat down in sink, anxiety sank in.
"what ever is the matter, you look so distraught, I saw you fall, are you hurt?"She spoke again, so kind.
"no, I'm fine, I just feel so alone you know" I felt tears collide onto my sweaty hands that grinned the edges of my coat.
She grabbed me into a hug, her scent was lustful a clear smell of strawberry. The warmth of her made me settle down.
I looked up, wiped my eyes.
Oh my she was beautiful,soft complexion,brown eyes,lilac hair, long and layered.
I realised she was looking a little self concious. I put my head down ashamed.
"why do you feel that way?"she asked
"I get bullied...they hate me"
"what do they say?"
"They call me ugly,they say I should die...they call me a... lesbian"
"And is any of what they say true?"
"I'm lesbian yes and I'm ugly, and I should die!"
"sshh with that nonsense, you are beautiful, so what if your lesbian,I am too but who cares?
I used to get bullied but they stopped"
"how did they stop"
Wait she's gay too awesome
"They stopped because I ignored them I let them see their words didn't affect me"
"Will it stop if I do the same?"
"of course"
"thanks, I should probably go now" I stood up awkwardly swaying a little with my head tilted towards the pavement.
She handed me a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed me it,after scribbling down something.
I took the paper out her hands and put it in my pocket...
