ALONE

ALONE - part 1

          "Does nobody care about me anymore?" i gently whispered as i sat under the tree crying.

I had been sitting there for a while now. Just crying and thinking...what is my purpose? Why am i still here? No one wants me here...i should just end it.

That's when i noticed a guy sitting on a bench a ways away from me.

He looked stressed..angry and sad at the same time. Nice to know i wasn't the only one feeling like this right now.

I couldn't really tell what he looked like since his hands were covering his face. But he had black and blond dreads hanging off his head. He was wearing a hoodie that said Revenge on it.   Interesting....

I got up and walked over to the bench he was sitting on. I gently sat next to him and he looked over at me. "What are you doing here?" he said.

"How about a simple 'hello' first?" i replied.

He glared at me, "Hello." he said coldly. "Now who are you and why are you sitting next to me?" he asked.

"Calm down damn" i said. "I just saw you looked kinda sad and thought you might want a friend..?"

He looked up at me again, "I don't have friends" he said. "Everyone ends up turning exactly how they said they never would."

I completely understood where he was coming from.

"I mean your not wrong, but you can trust me...right?" i asked.

"I don't think so" he said. I could hear the pain in his voice.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes until i said, "Look i know that your hurt and you feel like you can't trust anybody anymore..i feel the same way. Maybe we can be friends? Or at least get to know each other better."

He looked at me and paused for a little. Then he slowly said, "We'll see. But right now i gotta go home."

"Oh okay that's fine.." i said.

He took off running towards the street without saying goodbye. And he never looked back.

He was pretty attractive once i got a good look at his face. He had a couple tattoos here and there. He had a broken heart under his right eye, the word numb under his left eye, the word alone tattooed above his right eyebrow, 17 on the right side of his head, and an elephant on his neck.

He had tattoos on his hands too but i couldn't make out what they said.

Damn i wonder who hurt him this much.

Then i noticed a book on the table. It said "Jahseh" on it. He has a pretty name. I didn't want to leave it on the table all night so i grabbed it and took it home.