Short Story

It was true! Once again I had fallen from God's good grace only to be hit hard by the tourtes of reality! I stood up and brushed off the latest pain I had taken, he wanted me to be happy.... SO WHY COULDNT HE ACT LIKE ANY OTHER GUY AND GET JEALOUS! I was ready to shout it at him, but I couldnt. So I settled for punching the wall until my knuckels bled. "Why! Why, why?!" I screamed at the wall, I slid down and rested my head aganist it and let the tears stream down my face.

"I hate you! I hope you know that! As if you can hear me.... who am I kidding? I love you... so much." Could it be possible for me to find someone I truly cared about? After all I was only 16, and people always said it was puppy love or a "strong affection" yeah right! I sighed and let the tears run dry, my eyes were red and puffy and I knew I couldn't leave the bathroom looking like I did.

But then I thought of something else... something I asked him... something he asked me right back. 'When did u get over me?' I text and sent it to him, the reply was short but took a minute to get there, I stared at the phone and thought about leaving the conversation hanging, but I quickly snapped the phone opened and checked the message it read, 'I aint got over you yet.'

A few more texts were sent and I as I opened the phone it read, 'When did you get over me?' I knew I had two options;
Option 1: I could lie after all it was texting he would never know!
Option 2: I could just tell him the truth... after all he deserved to know!

I quickly dismissed option 1 and picked the 2nd it might be painful but i had no choice! 'I got over u when i started to date Lee' I sent the text and instantly regretted it! It was true I knew I'd have to get over him sometime! But could I be that strong and do that? It was either date Lee, or tell him the truth and hope he didn't think I was as insane as I felt!

I dated Lee, but not for long that's probably when the 2nd bout of depression crept in... but it didn't have such a stronghold as the first one did. I couldn't let my friends see me like this... not again I had hurt them to much the first time and I wasnt about to drag them back in it!

I wiped my eyes and checked myself out in the mirror one more time... tears silently crept down like a broken faucet that continues to drip water. 'You don't look so bad.... who are you kidding you look horrible! You can't go out there and face your friends looking like that!' The voice in my head shouted enraged.

'Maybe if.... maybe if I think about... something postive... or funny?' I thought racking my brain for something! Anything... i thought about how when Isaiah was lying in my lap I just up and ran not caring if his head smacked aganist the floor of the school. Of course Roxanne later filled me in that she had told Isaiah everything that was wrong with me! Isaiah.... well... Isaiah will be Isaiah!

I giggled in spite of myself, the tears were slowly coming to a small stream, and then they finally stopped. Wiping my eyes I checked myself one more time, as I was doing so one of my friends suddenly ran in out of breath she took one look at me and hugged me to her chest. "Are you ok?" She asked.

"Fine... I just... Isaiah said something that reminded me of Sam that's all." I said and shrugged out of her arms and splashed my face with water.

"Um... ok... well if your sure... do you want me to kick Isaiah's butt for you?" Lily questioned with hopeful expression.

"No... I'm good um thanks... Lily... that mean a lot to me... you coming to check on me and all." I replied.

Lily smiled and helped me get my stuff as we left the bathroom, "No problem what are friends for?"

I smiled as we trudged to our lockers and down the hall to first period.