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My depression isn't better.

And no one's been concerned. My mom may have been for a day. But when she realized it was useless to try helping, she stopped.

So I only had myself.

Wasn't that unusual?

Dearly Beloved I had a dream.

A dream in which you were mine. In which you, yourself would tell me to be happy. It was useless trying to please everyone when I couldn't please myself.

This gave me strength. It gave me hope. Gave me a feeling of importance. It gave me what no one, not even myself, could give.

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Today is finally Tuesday so I decided to finally go back to school.

Maybe I'd have to face to terror of Ana's anger. and along with that I have to face you.

I'll have to see myself react to your voice.

To your smile.

To everything.

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I'm in lunch now.
Sitting with Claudia.
She asks how I am.
Fine, I reply.

You've been out for almost a week.

I wasn't feeling good.

A whole week? She seemed suspicious of all I was telling her.

Yeah. I tried.

Well-

Suddenly someone interrupted her. And heck I knew that voice like the palm of my hand. I turned to see your amazing face. It was impossible for anyone to deny your face was gorgeous.

Hey Claudia. I'm gonna steal my friend Ezzy here for a few minutes if that's okay with you? I don't know what scared me more. The fact you were asking for Claudia's permission to talk to me, or the fact you were referring to me as your friend.

Go on ahead. Claudia answered.

I feared the worst almost instantly.

I couldn't face you.

Dearly Beloved the touch of your hand send a current of electricity throughout my entire body. Hence causing goosebumps to appear on my entire body. And with this, every cell in my system felt as if it were going wild. And my head started to have thoughts. Thoughts I didn't understand. And my stomach. Dear, my stomach felt a billion little animals crawling within it.

I'd never had such a feeling.

I'd never felt so content. I was going mad.

And I was being delusional until I heard a voice. You're voice. Ezzy? earth to Ezzy!

How embarrassed I was.
I-I'm sorry what?

What was your problem? Why have you been absent? What's wrong?

"I love you" I thought. But I didn't say it.

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