As we got back to the orphanage I jumped out of the car and took my backpack and went inside. Everyone looked at me. Man I'm not a fucking alien stop staring. Some of the kids started whispering and I start to feel uncomfortable. I walk quicker so I can finally be alone in my room. I reached the door and open it. I stood there and stared inside.
"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!?"
I start yelling. What is this girl doing in MY room? Suddenly James says "she is new here and you will have to share your room with her!"
I get angry and turn around.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO SHARE MY ROOM? WHY CAN'T SHE BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE?"
I yell at James.
"Calm down Sara! Sooner or later you'll have to share your room anyways!"
If I ignor her and if I'm as antisocial as before, maybe she will ask a supervisor if she could get another room.
"I hope you like black veil brides"
I rumbel to her and throw my bag on my bed.
"yes I do" she says.
I turn around and take a look at her. She wears a bmth hoodie. She has black hair. Or is it dark brown? 🤷🏽♀️ I'm not sure. But she looks nice. I could make an effort. I walk over to her and say "hi I'm Sara. And you are...?" "Eli. Nice to meet you" we shake hands. She has got warm and soft hands. I try to smile and she smiles back. "so what's your favorite band?" I ask her. "Linkin Park and bmth. What's yours?" "I've got to much favorite bands and I honestly don't want to choose" we both start laughing.
"but I also like bmth and Linkin Park! And black veil brides, mcr, falling in reverse, sleeping with sirens, pierce the Veil, Mayday parade,..." "okay all the cool bands haha" she interrupts me.
"exactly!"
I start out packing my bag.
"can I ask you where yoh were?" she asks me.
"I was in hospital. I.. Uhm... I tried to... Uhm.. To... To kill myself."
"oh. Life's shit!"
"yes it is"
She looks down on her hands.
"you know?! I had no friends here. They kept pushing me around just because I'm different. They don't like the way I dress or my music. They literally hate me. Since the day I got in here they startet bulliing me. And a month ago, it was my birthday, I walked over to the bridge. And I jumped."
"oh... I'm sorry for that." she murmurs.
"you don't have to. I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I hate talking about my problems. And I Don't even know if I can trust you..."
"you can!" she says. "I'm a good secret ceeper. I didn't have any friends. And my parents died a year ago. I lived with my aunt but I hated her. And she hated me. So she kept looking for an orphanage where she could get rid of me. And here I am!" she smiles slightly.
"oh I'm sorry for that. My mom died years ago. My dad started drinking and abusing on me. One day he trew me across the room and I broke my arm. In hospital he said that I fell in the stairs. Two years ago he drank a bit to much and he took the car and... He... Uhm... He... He crashed his car against a tree... And he died." the tears beginn to roll down my face.
Damn it! I don't want to cry! I HATED him! But...
He was my dad.
Eli stands up and walked over to me and embraces me.
It... It feels good... I... She... I... I start to cry even more.
It has been so long that someone wrapped their arms around me.
And I fucking missed it.
