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From: Avi Rivira♥
I only care because you seem like a striking person... and I want
to know more about you. So tell me about you.
At 6:28pm
What?
To: Avi Rivira♥
Like what?
At 6:28pm
From: Avi Rivira♥
Everything. What's your favorite color?
At 6:29pm
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So I did tell him everything about me. Literally. I went in the
bathroom and called him. I told him everything from how my little
brother died, to how I hate citrus fruits.
“I had a little brother named Aaron.” I said, my
voice shaking. “He was perfect. Three years younger than I.
And last year, he died. “And it was my fault.”
Before Avi could interrupt I continued.
“I had my friend’s brother give us a ride home. Her,
Aaron and I. And so we all piled into his car after school. I was
fourteen. Avi was eleven. Young, perfect.” I said, my lip
quivering. “But there was a problem. Her brother was high
and had skipped school. He was high and had weed before he
started driving and he had just gotten his license but
that’s not the problem, the problem was that he was high
and therefore incapable of driving. So we got in a
crash.”
“A crash?”
“Yes. He blew a red light and slammed into a
semi.”
“Oh.”
“So Aaron and her brother died,” I said quietly.
“Aaron was sitting behind the driver’s seat and it
smashed into that side.”
He was silent, so I continued.
“My mother always favorited Aaron so she blamed me for his
death. She has hated me ever since. But really, she wasn’t
pleasant to me before The Crash. She has always loved Aaron and I
have always been an extra. She lost a lot in her life that day
and… I mean. I want her to be happy. I guess she has every
right to hate me for it. Because it was my fault and I
shouldn’t have let Aaron go into the car of a person I
didn’t know whether was sober or not.”
And he listened without interrupting the whole time. After I was
done with basically my life story, I seriously doubted if he was
actually still on the line.
“Are you still there?” I asked, uncertain if I was
talking to myself.
“Yes, of course.” I heard Avi say through the phone.
I smiled to myself, he actually cared about me. I think.
“That’s good.” I said. “Now tell me about
you.”
“Er…” He said.
“What’s wrong…? I just told you everything
about me, and you’re not going to tell me about
you?”
“I suppose that’s not very fair. Okay. I have anxiety
and severe depression, I used to cut and got bullied throughout
all of the years I went to school. Nobody wanted to be friends
with ‘the emo kid’.” He said dully. “But
I’m better now. You just have to look at all the good
things you have, right? Instead of the bad?”
“I suppose that’s true,” I smiled to myself.
“I’m really sorry about that though. I don’t
have too many friends in myself, really.”
“Why?”
“Because nobody wants to be friends with the emo
kid.”
A/N
hi
im sorry that i havent gotten really personal like the last few
authors notes
im pretty sure that one of my best friends likes me and that is
SO not ok
and my best friend absolutely ditched me today
for my exfriend
ily guys tho
even if you dont love me back):
so we have a bullying 'ols' class in our school where we
talk about bullying
and today we were talking about masks
and how people hide their feelings very often
i actually related to that but to the rest of the class it's
a joke
and some people made fun of me for participating in the
activity
my crush told me that his best friend likes me today
sucks
sorry for the vent
people suck
except for you
i love you
*kisses you all on the top of your head*
fave, comment, follow, notify?
do you guys think i should put it on wattpad? would it get
regular reads, you think?
idk everyone hates me
ily bye
-Lia<3