"When you can't see any colours, the world is darker and scarier for you."
Bethany Jones is struggling with colour blindness. She was born with it.
And she happens to love painting. Painting brings happiness and it makes her calm her mind. But with...
~~~~~Because you'll never know how she feels, She'll be upset, depressed or angry but she won't speak a word, She'll sit alone, cry, and blame everything on herself without letting any one know.~~~~~
Kyler's POV
"Bethany bethaany bathinioo hahaha even your name sounds stupid, loser." they keep teasing her as she struggles to not let her tears fall.
I came to school today a bit earlier then usual and I never expected to see this in front of my eyes.
Bethany, getting bullied by some of her classmates and some soccer players. Piece of shits.
By seeing her almost crying and just standing there doing absolutely nothing made me so furious that I couldn't control my anger anymore. I went straight and punched the guys and glared at those fake Barbie girls.
But as always my luck was good, and I got out of the school before the principal could see the scene and give me detention.
I grabbed her hand and took her outside the school for some fresh air.
She wouldn't look look at me.
I took her to the nearest McDonald's to get her some fries and cheese burger to cheer her up.
"Kyle? Why are you doing this? Just take me home please." She says quietly.
"Beth just shut up and eat those foods. I'll take you somewhere after this okay?" I say plainly.
She stays quiet for the rest of the time and eats half of the burger.
I feel like she has fetish for burger because all she ever orders from McDonald's is burger.
"Won't you eat anything Mr jerk?" She says.
Mr jerk? What in the world? I think to myself.
"Beth, call me with my name next time and let's get out of here" i say rudely.
We walk together to my motorcycle.
"I'm not getting in that thing!" She exclaims loudly.
"It's not a thing miss bethy, her name is Bella and will you stop overreacting and get in the damn bike already?" I say loudly.
She huffs with annoyance and gets on my bike.
"I don't want to hold you like this. It's uncomfortable."she says dramatically.
"Okay don't. If you fall, I'm not going to come to your funeral." I say with not so much interest.
After a lot of bickering, she gets on the bike and I start to ride.
I take her to my favorite place. Fav place on present earth actually.
It's a small garden, perfect for a picnic and for overthinking. And I know she's going to like it.
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We sit on the chairs and stay quiet for a long time.
After few minutes, I look at hear and I see that she's crying. Oh god I can't handle crying girls.
"OMG sorry sorry I'm- do you have a tissue?" She asks.
"Yeah here you go." I say.
"Soo... Do you want to talk about what happened today?" I ask gently.
"No Kyler. I don't want to talk about it." She says without looking at me.
"If you talk about what happened today, I'll tell you a truth about me. How does that sounds?" I say.
"It's hard for me Kyler you should understand I can't talk about it. But yeah, you can tell me your truth. Trust me for once." She says.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you the truth. It's just that you can't handle the truth and you won't believe me." I say softly.
"If I can handle bullying, I can also handle your truth." She says rudely.
I look at her for few minutes and think to myself that if this will be the right thing to do. To tell her the truth. Because now or later, she has to know the truth.
But as I keep thinking, my phone started ringing and by seeing the caller all my thinking just went to hell.
Hiyaa beautiful people! I was so excited while writing this chapter because it has Kyle's POV!!! And this is his first POV. If you want more Kyle's POV please comment! Stay safe and sound guys👉💙👈 and keep voting 😇😇
