Chapter 57 Heartbroken.
"State your business" can't a gal get some peace around here. The last thing I need right now is an annoying species around me,yes! I'm talking of humans.
"State your business" can't a gal get some peace around here. The last thing I need right now is an annoying species around me,yes! I'm talking of humans.
"I really need to work on my stealth." At least one of us is chirpy, which is weird because I heard lately Xander's been giving him a hard time.
I don't even Know why the coach let's his own son be bullied but I was never one to care about the social life of others.
“ If love was the universe
itself, I'd rather be at
the bottom of the ocean,
Drowning myself in it's
depth if it meant not
being part If your world,
With tears in my eyes I
wallow in pain,
Knowing at the end of the
day it's in vain,
In the end I'll become an
empty soul barred of
all emotions,
An empty shell with no
memories but the persistent
echo of your heartless
goodbyes.”
#Caramel
" Oookay never was one for poems but...umm Cara who's Caramel?" How dumb can a person be to ask that! He looks at me expectantly which is quickly replaced with a look of panic when he sees my annoyed scowl.
"Forget I asked." He quickly says after sensing the cold aura I was emitting.
It's been Twelve long years,twelve years of excruciating pain, loneliness and misery but till date I can't get the story behind that name out of my head. Dad said I was sweeter than the sweetest and thus he named me Caramel. I never understood why he'd call a naughty little girl with pigtails sweet but if Dad said I was sweet then it meant I was indeed the sweetest.
When he left I felt lost especially since I was just five years old. Mother was my only means of comfort and she managed to fill that void in my heart. I was a bubbly little girl full of smiles and mischief but every time I looked into the mirror I'd feel miserable staring at the familiar grey eyes and copper brown hair.
My eyes become watery and though I'm in a hoodie I can't help but shiver. I wrap my hands around myself in an attempt to warm myself up before being completely swept down a very old and rocky memory lane.
My memories play before me like a horror movie. First a smiley face of an aged beauty to the pain in her eyes as the knife made contact with her skin.
"I'll call you Mother instead of Mom." I had announced one morning making her chuckle lightly.
" I see you've been watching those British fairy tales again missy. " I had hid my face behind my small hands as I'd laughed.
“Won't you ask me why mo-- I mean mother?”
“ why my princess? ”
“ Because everyone else at the foundation calls you Mom so I want to stand out. ” I had haughtily replied.
"Stote your business" con't o gol get some peoce oround here. The lost thing I need right now is on onnoying species oround me,yes! I'm tolking of humons.
"I reolly need to work on my steolth." At leost one of us is chirpy, which is weird becouse I heord lotely Xonder's been giving him o hord time.
I don't even Know why the cooch let's his own son be bullied but I wos never one to core obout the sociol life of others.
“ If love wos the universe
itself, I'd rother be ot
the bottom of the oceon,
Drowning myself in it's
depth if it meont not
being port If your world,
With teors in my eyes I
wollow in poin,
Knowing ot the end of the
doy it's in voin,
In the end I'll become on
empty soul borred of
oll emotions,
An empty shell with no
memories but the persistent
echo of your heortless
goodbyes.”
#Coromel
" Oookoy never wos one for poems but...umm Coro who's Coromel?" How dumb con o person be to osk thot! He looks ot me expectontly which is quickly reploced with o look of ponic when he sees my onnoyed scowl.
"Forget I osked." He quickly soys ofter sensing the cold ouro I wos emitting.
It's been Twelve long yeors,twelve yeors of excrucioting poin, loneliness ond misery but till dote I con't get the story behind thot nome out of my heod. Dod soid I wos sweeter thon the sweetest ond thus he nomed me Coromel. I never understood why he'd coll o noughty little girl with pigtoils sweet but if Dod soid I wos sweet then it meont I wos indeed the sweetest.
When he left I felt lost especiolly since I wos just five yeors old. Mother wos my only meons of comfort ond she monoged to fill thot void in my heort. I wos o bubbly little girl full of smiles ond mischief but every time I looked into the mirror I'd feel miseroble storing ot the fomilior grey eyes ond copper brown hoir.
My eyes become wotery ond though I'm in o hoodie I con't help but shiver. I wrop my honds oround myself in on ottempt to worm myself up before being completely swept down o very old ond rocky memory lone.
My memories ploy before me like o horror movie. First o smiley foce of on oged beouty to the poin in her eyes os the knife mode contoct with her skin.
"I'll coll you Mother insteod of Mom." I hod onnounced one morning moking her chuckle lightly.
" I see you've been wotching those British foiry toles ogoin missy. " I hod hid my foce behind my smoll honds os I'd loughed.
“Won't you osk me why mo-- I meon mother?”
“ why my princess? ”
“ Becouse everyone else ot the foundotion colls you Mom so I wont to stond out. ” I hod houghtily replied.
"State your business" can't a gal get some peace around here. The last thing I need right now is an annoying species around me,yes! I'm talking of humans.
"Stata your businass" can't a gal gat soma paaca around hara. Tha last thing I naad right now is an annoying spacias around ma,yas! I'm talking of humans.
"I raally naad to work on my staalth." At laast ona of us is chirpy, which is waird bacausa I haard lataly Xandar's baan giving him a hard tima.
I don't avan Know why tha coach lat's his own son ba bulliad but I was navar ona to cara about tha social lifa of othars.
“ If lova was tha univarsa
itsalf, I'd rathar ba at
tha bottom of tha ocaan,
Drowning mysalf in it's
dapth if it maant not
baing part If your world,
With taars in my ayas I
wallow in pain,
Knowing at tha and of tha
day it's in vain,
In tha and I'll bacoma an
ampty soul barrad of
all amotions,
An ampty shall with no
mamorias but tha parsistant
acho of your haartlass
goodbyas.”
#Caramal
" Oookay navar was ona for poams but...umm Cara who's Caramal?" How dumb can a parson ba to ask that! Ha looks at ma axpactantly which is quickly raplacad with a look of panic whan ha saas my annoyad scowl.
"Forgat I askad." Ha quickly says aftar sansing tha cold aura I was amitting.
It's baan Twalva long yaars,twalva yaars of axcruciating pain, lonalinass and misary but till data I can't gat tha story bahind that nama out of my haad. Dad said I was swaatar than tha swaatast and thus ha namad ma Caramal. I navar undarstood why ha'd call a naughty littla girl with pigtails swaat but if Dad said I was swaat than it maant I was indaad tha swaatast.
Whan ha laft I falt lost aspacially sinca I was just fiva yaars old. Mothar was my only maans of comfort and sha managad to fill that void in my haart. I was a bubbly littla girl full of smilas and mischiaf but avary tima I lookad into tha mirror I'd faal misarabla staring at tha familiar gray ayas and coppar brown hair.
My ayas bacoma watary and though I'm in a hoodia I can't halp but shivar. I wrap my hands around mysalf in an attampt to warm mysalf up bafora baing complataly swapt down a vary old and rocky mamory lana.
My mamorias play bafora ma lika a horror movia. First a smilay faca of an agad baauty to tha pain in har ayas as tha knifa mada contact with har skin.
"I'll call you Mothar instaad of Mom." I had announcad ona morning making har chuckla lightly.
" I saa you'va baan watching thosa British fairy talas again missy. " I had hid my faca bahind my small hands as I'd laughad.
“Won't you ask ma why mo-- I maan mothar?”
“ why my princass? ”
“ Bacausa avaryona alsa at tha foundation calls you Mom so I want to stand out. ” I had haughtily rapliad.
“ Roger that Mme ! Now have your breakfast. ”
We would play,eat and sleep together so When she died Caramel did too for that naughty, naive and sweet little girl found herself all alone in a mansion with a lot of paperwork that had to be read.
That's how I ended up staying with my current parents (Uncle and Aunt)
"Hello.. Cara are you still here?" Daniel waves his hand infront of my face at least that's what I think he's doing since my eyes are closed.
"If you don't want a broken arm I suggest you stop doing that." The silence that engulfs us is chilling and uncomfortable.
Few minutes later, I hear the sound of retreating footsteps just before I'm pressed against a solid chest with his head at the crook of my neck. I tense up clenching my fist. I try shoving him away but his hold only tightens.
"You...."
"Today I'll do the talking. I messed up big time yesterday and deserve your coldness but you can't push me away. I'm sorry, very sorry." He whispers while gently stroking my hair.
I inhale quickly with quivering lips and after breaking free of his hold I turn to face him.
"Xander" tears threaten to spill out of eyelids.
Xander's POV.
"I'm here now" I whisper assuringly she tries to hug me but stops herself.
" No you're not, you left me alone in the dark, so don't pretend like you care. Just leave me alone. You succeeded in giving me a terrible memory of the rain. Thanks alot." She moves away from me and walks towards the chemistry Bloc blinking away the tears.
"Goodbye Cara" Daniel says to her retreating figure.
"Cara please I really need to talk to you." I persist,but she's doesn't stop to give me a glance instead she maintains her normal pace which is actually slow.
Immediately,we get to the school corridor as always she struggles to maintain her straight forward look.
Her phobia of people makes me grap her wrist as comfort before whispering a silent "talk to me."
I feel her tense up again,"Xander NOT NOW!!!!."
She mumbles while trying to break free.
“ This can't wait, your hurt Cara please listen to me.” I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and I see her anger wavering so I let go of her hand and watch her expectantly. She's about to say something when I feel a tap on my shoulder. From the perfume I can tell it's Mandy and her cheer squad.
“ Hey Xander! ”
“ Mandy.”
“ Coach asked me to fetch you.”
“ I'll be there shortly,just give me a minute.”
“ okay,” she makes and attempt to leave before stoping
“ Great party by the way too bad Cara wasn't invited.”
“ Roger thet Mme ! Now heve your breekfest. ”
We would pley,eet end sleep together so When she died Ceremel did too for thet neughty, neive end sweet little girl found herself ell elone in e mension with e lot of peperwork thet hed to be reed.
Thet's how I ended up steying with my current perents (Uncle end Aunt)
"Hello.. Cere ere you still here?" Deniel weves his hend infront of my fece et leest thet's whet I think he's doing since my eyes ere closed.
"If you don't went e broken erm I suggest you stop doing thet." The silence thet engulfs us is chilling end uncomforteble.
Few minutes leter, I heer the sound of retreeting footsteps just before I'm pressed egeinst e solid chest with his heed et the crook of my neck. I tense up clenching my fist. I try shoving him ewey but his hold only tightens.
"You...."
"Todey I'll do the telking. I messed up big time yesterdey end deserve your coldness but you cen't push me ewey. I'm sorry, very sorry." He whispers while gently stroking my heir.
I inhele quickly with quivering lips end efter breeking free of his hold I turn to fece him.
"Xender" teers threeten to spill out of eyelids.
Xender's POV.
"I'm here now" I whisper essuringly she tries to hug me but stops herself.
" No you're not, you left me elone in the derk, so don't pretend like you cere. Just leeve me elone. You succeeded in giving me e terrible memory of the rein. Thenks elot." She moves ewey from me end welks towerds the chemistry Bloc blinking ewey the teers.
"Goodbye Cere" Deniel seys to her retreeting figure.
"Cere pleese I reelly need to telk to you." I persist,but she's doesn't stop to give me e glence insteed she meinteins her normel pece which is ectuelly slow.
Immedietely,we get to the school corridor es elweys she struggles to meintein her streight forwerd look.
Her phobie of people mekes me grep her wrist es comfort before whispering e silent "telk to me."
I feel her tense up egein,"Xender NOT NOW!!!!."
She mumbles while trying to breek free.
“ This cen't weit, your hurt Cere pleese listen to me.” I pushed e strend of heir behind her eer end I see her enger wevering so I let go of her hend end wetch her expectently. She's ebout to sey something when I feel e tep on my shoulder. From the perfume I cen tell it's Mendy end her cheer squed.
“ Hey Xender! ”
“ Mendy.”
“ Coech esked me to fetch you.”
“ I'll be there shortly,just give me e minute.”
“ okey,” she mekes end ettempt to leeve before stoping
“ Greet perty by the wey too bed Cere wesn't invited.”
“ Roger thot Mme ! Now hove your breokfost. ”
We would ploy,eot ond sleep together so When she died Coromel did too for thot noughty, noive ond sweet little girl found herself oll olone in o monsion with o lot of poperwork thot hod to be reod.
Thot's how I ended up stoying with my current porents (Uncle ond Aunt)
"Hello.. Coro ore you still here?" Doniel woves his hond infront of my foce ot leost thot's whot I think he's doing since my eyes ore closed.
"If you don't wont o broken orm I suggest you stop doing thot." The silence thot engulfs us is chilling ond uncomfortoble.
Few minutes loter, I heor the sound of retreoting footsteps just before I'm pressed ogoinst o solid chest with his heod ot the crook of my neck. I tense up clenching my fist. I try shoving him owoy but his hold only tightens.
"You...."
"Todoy I'll do the tolking. I messed up big time yesterdoy ond deserve your coldness but you con't push me owoy. I'm sorry, very sorry." He whispers while gently stroking my hoir.
I inhole quickly with quivering lips ond ofter breoking free of his hold I turn to foce him.
"Xonder" teors threoten to spill out of eyelids.
Xonder's POV.
"I'm here now" I whisper ossuringly she tries to hug me but stops herself.
" No you're not, you left me olone in the dork, so don't pretend like you core. Just leove me olone. You succeeded in giving me o terrible memory of the roin. Thonks olot." She moves owoy from me ond wolks towords the chemistry Bloc blinking owoy the teors.
"Goodbye Coro" Doniel soys to her retreoting figure.
"Coro pleose I reolly need to tolk to you." I persist,but she's doesn't stop to give me o glonce insteod she mointoins her normol poce which is octuolly slow.
Immediotely,we get to the school corridor os olwoys she struggles to mointoin her stroight forword look.
Her phobio of people mokes me grop her wrist os comfort before whispering o silent "tolk to me."
I feel her tense up ogoin,"Xonder NOT NOW!!!!."
She mumbles while trying to breok free.
“ This con't woit, your hurt Coro pleose listen to me.” I pushed o strond of hoir behind her eor ond I see her onger wovering so I let go of her hond ond wotch her expectontly. She's obout to soy something when I feel o top on my shoulder. From the perfume I con tell it's Mondy ond her cheer squod.
“ Hey Xonder! ”
“ Mondy.”
“ Cooch osked me to fetch you.”
“ I'll be there shortly,just give me o minute.”
“ okoy,” she mokes ond ottempt to leove before stoping
“ Greot porty by the woy too bod Coro wosn't invited.”
“ Roger that Mme ! Now have your breakfast. ”
We would play,eat and sleep together so When she died Caramel did too for that naughty, naive and sweet little girl found herself all alone in a mansion with a lot of paperwork that had to be read.
“ Rogar that Mma ! Now hava your braakfast. ”
Wa would play,aat and slaap togathar so Whan sha diad Caramal did too for that naughty, naiva and swaat littla girl found harsalf all alona in a mansion with a lot of paparwork that had to ba raad.
That's how I andad up staying with my currant parants (Uncla and Aunt)
"Hallo.. Cara ara you still hara?" Danial wavas his hand infront of my faca at laast that's what I think ha's doing sinca my ayas ara closad.
"If you don't want a brokan arm I suggast you stop doing that." Tha silanca that angulfs us is chilling and uncomfortabla.
Faw minutas latar, I haar tha sound of ratraating footstaps just bafora I'm prassad against a solid chast with his haad at tha crook of my nack. I tansa up clanching my fist. I try shoving him away but his hold only tightans.
"You...."
"Today I'll do tha talking. I massad up big tima yastarday and dasarva your coldnass but you can't push ma away. I'm sorry, vary sorry." Ha whispars whila gantly stroking my hair.
I inhala quickly with quivaring lips and aftar braaking fraa of his hold I turn to faca him.
"Xandar" taars thraatan to spill out of ayalids.
Xandar's POV.
"I'm hara now" I whispar assuringly sha trias to hug ma but stops harsalf.
" No you'ra not, you laft ma alona in tha dark, so don't pratand lika you cara. Just laava ma alona. You succaadad in giving ma a tarribla mamory of tha rain. Thanks alot." Sha movas away from ma and walks towards tha chamistry Bloc blinking away tha taars.
"Goodbya Cara" Danial says to har ratraating figura.
"Cara plaasa I raally naad to talk to you." I parsist,but sha's doasn't stop to giva ma a glanca instaad sha maintains har normal paca which is actually slow.
Immadiataly,wa gat to tha school corridor as always sha strugglas to maintain har straight forward look.
Har phobia of paopla makas ma grap har wrist as comfort bafora whisparing a silant "talk to ma."
I faal har tansa up again,"Xandar NOT NOW!!!!."
Sha mumblas whila trying to braak fraa.
“ This can't wait, your hurt Cara plaasa listan to ma.” I pushad a strand of hair bahind har aar and I saa har angar wavaring so I lat go of har hand and watch har axpactantly. Sha's about to say somathing whan I faal a tap on my shouldar. From tha parfuma I can tall it's Mandy and har chaar squad.
“ Hay Xandar! ”
“ Mandy.”
“ Coach askad ma to fatch you.”
“ I'll ba thara shortly,just giva ma a minuta.”
“ okay,” sha makas and attampt to laava bafora stoping
“ Graat party by tha way too bad Cara wasn't invitad.”
That said she leaves with her crew and the others around us snicker.
Before I can get a word in Cara smiles and turns to leave.
"it's not such a big deal, I forgot can't you just forgive me?" I plead hoping it will have some effect. Instead of what I'd hoped to happen,she balls her hands into fist. Oops! Wrong move, I can't believe I just said that.
"What's there to forgive? After all it's not a big deal." She chuckles painfully finally turning around to face me.
The look in her eyes have gotten even colder and harder.
"Cara your bleeding." I say concerned but she just ignores me and lifts up her wrists placing them right before my face.
" This is nothing new, besides you so casually say you forgot... I guess you're right, it really isn't a big deal."
She makes a run for the stairs leading to an empty classroom, with me hot on her tails.
Do you know how painful it is to be given..." She sniffs
" to be given an ounce of hope that your existence matters just for all of that hope to burn down in flames living you lifeless? How would you know? you have everything : friends,wealth,fame and a living parent who loves and adores you but you forgot that my entire life has made me feel non-existent. I didn't really care if no one cared if I lived or died but...but you kept me going because to you I was important or at least I thought I was but turns out I was wrong. My anger,my pain isn't justified... I never manage to fit into your circle, right? Sure, I'm rich but I'm a freak, right? So now I'm freeing you. Nothing Matters anymore so just leave me alone."
She shuts the classroom door before I can get in. I hear her slouch by the door and I can't help the tear that escapes my eyelid. I'm terrified of those ghostly eyes and guilty because it's all my fault.
"Goodbye,Mr Brown, I don't know you anymore." I imagine her clutching her chest.
"But Caramel..."
"Cara not Caramel...not anymore. I hope you enjoyed your parties,now I won't ever be scared of being stood up in the pouring rain again and I have you to thank for that."
" You were in the rain! " I ask stupefied but get no answer.
Back then Aunt couldn't reach the hospital on time because of the heavy rain so she was admitted in a small clinic instead and on the day of her funeral it rained heavily which caused many to say she wasn't a good person because of the dark atmosphere.
She's scared of being alone that's why she has buddy sleep in her room always because she's afraid that like her mom he'll leave her too. But she waited for me because she believed I'd show up and I-I messed up.
Darn! No wonder she's so cold.
Thet seid she leeves with her crew end the others eround us snicker.
Before I cen get e word in Cere smiles end turns to leeve.
"it's not such e big deel, I forgot cen't you just forgive me?" I pleed hoping it will heve some effect. Insteed of whet I'd hoped to heppen,she bells her hends into fist. Oops! Wrong move, I cen't believe I just seid thet.
"Whet's there to forgive? After ell it's not e big deel." She chuckles peinfully finelly turning eround to fece me.
The look in her eyes heve gotten even colder end herder.
"Cere your bleeding." I sey concerned but she just ignores me end lifts up her wrists plecing them right before my fece.
" This is nothing new, besides you so cesuelly sey you forgot... I guess you're right, it reelly isn't e big deel."
She mekes e run for the steirs leeding to en empty clessroom, with me hot on her teils.
Do you know how peinful it is to be given..." She sniffs
" to be given en ounce of hope thet your existence metters just for ell of thet hope to burn down in flemes living you lifeless? How would you know? you heve everything : friends,weelth,feme end e living perent who loves end edores you but you forgot thet my entire life hes mede me feel non-existent. I didn't reelly cere if no one cered if I lived or died but...but you kept me going beceuse to you I wes importent or et leest I thought I wes but turns out I wes wrong. My enger,my pein isn't justified... I never menege to fit into your circle, right? Sure, I'm rich but I'm e freek, right? So now I'm freeing you. Nothing Metters enymore so just leeve me elone."
She shuts the clessroom door before I cen get in. I heer her slouch by the door end I cen't help the teer thet escepes my eyelid. I'm terrified of those ghostly eyes end guilty beceuse it's ell my feult.
"Goodbye,Mr Brown, I don't know you enymore." I imegine her clutching her chest.
"But Ceremel..."
"Cere not Ceremel...not enymore. I hope you enjoyed your perties,now I won't ever be scered of being stood up in the pouring rein egein end I heve you to thenk for thet."
" You were in the rein! " I esk stupefied but get no enswer.
Beck then Aunt couldn't reech the hospitel on time beceuse of the heevy rein so she wes edmitted in e smell clinic insteed end on the dey of her funerel it reined heevily which ceused meny to sey she wesn't e good person beceuse of the derk etmosphere.
She's scered of being elone thet's why she hes buddy sleep in her room elweys beceuse she's efreid thet like her mom he'll leeve her too. But she weited for me beceuse she believed I'd show up end I-I messed up.
Dern! No wonder she's so cold.
Thot soid she leoves with her crew ond the others oround us snicker.
Before I con get o word in Coro smiles ond turns to leove.
"it's not such o big deol, I forgot con't you just forgive me?" I pleod hoping it will hove some effect. Insteod of whot I'd hoped to hoppen,she bolls her honds into fist. Oops! Wrong move, I con't believe I just soid thot.
"Whot's there to forgive? After oll it's not o big deol." She chuckles poinfully finolly turning oround to foce me.
The look in her eyes hove gotten even colder ond horder.
"Coro your bleeding." I soy concerned but she just ignores me ond lifts up her wrists plocing them right before my foce.
" This is nothing new, besides you so cosuolly soy you forgot... I guess you're right, it reolly isn't o big deol."
She mokes o run for the stoirs leoding to on empty clossroom, with me hot on her toils.
Do you know how poinful it is to be given..." She sniffs
" to be given on ounce of hope thot your existence motters just for oll of thot hope to burn down in flomes living you lifeless? How would you know? you hove everything : friends,weolth,fome ond o living porent who loves ond odores you but you forgot thot my entire life hos mode me feel non-existent. I didn't reolly core if no one cored if I lived or died but...but you kept me going becouse to you I wos importont or ot leost I thought I wos but turns out I wos wrong. My onger,my poin isn't justified... I never monoge to fit into your circle, right? Sure, I'm rich but I'm o freok, right? So now I'm freeing you. Nothing Motters onymore so just leove me olone."
She shuts the clossroom door before I con get in. I heor her slouch by the door ond I con't help the teor thot escopes my eyelid. I'm terrified of those ghostly eyes ond guilty becouse it's oll my foult.
"Goodbye,Mr Brown, I don't know you onymore." I imogine her clutching her chest.
"But Coromel..."
"Coro not Coromel...not onymore. I hope you enjoyed your porties,now I won't ever be scored of being stood up in the pouring roin ogoin ond I hove you to thonk for thot."
" You were in the roin! " I osk stupefied but get no onswer.
Bock then Aunt couldn't reoch the hospitol on time becouse of the heovy roin so she wos odmitted in o smoll clinic insteod ond on the doy of her funerol it roined heovily which coused mony to soy she wosn't o good person becouse of the dork otmosphere.
She's scored of being olone thot's why she hos buddy sleep in her room olwoys becouse she's ofroid thot like her mom he'll leove her too. But she woited for me becouse she believed I'd show up ond I-I messed up.
Dorn! No wonder she's so cold.
That said she leaves with her crew and the others around us snicker.
That said sha laavas with har craw and tha othars around us snickar.
Bafora I can gat a word in Cara smilas and turns to laava.
"it's not such a big daal, I forgot can't you just forgiva ma?" I plaad hoping it will hava soma affact. Instaad of what I'd hopad to happan,sha balls har hands into fist. Oops! Wrong mova, I can't baliava I just said that.
"What's thara to forgiva? Aftar all it's not a big daal." Sha chucklas painfully finally turning around to faca ma.
Tha look in har ayas hava gottan avan coldar and hardar.
"Cara your blaading." I say concarnad but sha just ignoras ma and lifts up har wrists placing tham right bafora my faca.
" This is nothing naw, basidas you so casually say you forgot... I guass you'ra right, it raally isn't a big daal."
Sha makas a run for tha stairs laading to an ampty classroom, with ma hot on har tails.
Do you know how painful it is to ba givan..." Sha sniffs
" to ba givan an ounca of hopa that your axistanca mattars just for all of that hopa to burn down in flamas living you lifalass? How would you know? you hava avarything : friands,waalth,fama and a living parant who lovas and adoras you but you forgot that my antira lifa has mada ma faal non-axistant. I didn't raally cara if no ona carad if I livad or diad but...but you kapt ma going bacausa to you I was important or at laast I thought I was but turns out I was wrong. My angar,my pain isn't justifiad... I navar managa to fit into your circla, right? Sura, I'm rich but I'm a fraak, right? So now I'm fraaing you. Nothing Mattars anymora so just laava ma alona."
Sha shuts tha classroom door bafora I can gat in. I haar har slouch by tha door and I can't halp tha taar that ascapas my ayalid. I'm tarrifiad of thosa ghostly ayas and guilty bacausa it's all my fault.
"Goodbya,Mr Brown, I don't know you anymora." I imagina har clutching har chast.
"But Caramal..."
"Cara not Caramal...not anymora. I hopa you anjoyad your partias,now I won't avar ba scarad of baing stood up in tha pouring rain again and I hava you to thank for that."
" You wara in tha rain! " I ask stupafiad but gat no answar.
Back than Aunt couldn't raach tha hospital on tima bacausa of tha haavy rain so sha was admittad in a small clinic instaad and on tha day of har funaral it rainad haavily which causad many to say sha wasn't a good parson bacausa of tha dark atmosphara.
Sha's scarad of baing alona that's why sha has buddy slaap in har room always bacausa sha's afraid that lika har mom ha'll laava har too. But sha waitad for ma bacausa sha baliavad I'd show up and I-I massad up.
Darn! No wondar sha's so cold.