If only he told her

TW: this story contains suicide, sh, sexual assault and abuse- please do not read if you are not okay with those!

She felt like she was always alone, like she had no one. And she almost did.

Her life was like a shit show, her mum was a crack head and was in a mental institution. Her dad- after finding out about her brother- was hardly ever there, and when he was, he was drunk.

She lived her life on her own, doing her own shopping, her own cooking and had her own job.

He had a lot of friends. But he still felt alone, they never really understood him, or his life. They were friends at least, but he would never call them close.

He lived with his mother after his dad left him as a child. They had a big house- his mum worked as an assistant and was very highly paid.

His mum did most of what he needed, but they didn't see each other much- she was too busy wrapped up in her job.

He saw her everyday, walking down the school corridor, with her head down. His friends laughed at her and so he laughed too. Only to hide how he really felt.

He loved her. And he didn't know how.

But will it be too late when he finally decides to tell her?

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