Thirty

Raven

The sorrow I was feeling was all-consuming. I couldn't stop shedding tears. Taylor attempted to comfort me by holding me close, but I was beyond solace.

The weight of how betrayed I felt hung heavy in the air, like a slap on the face and it choked me.

My fingernails dug into my skin and I felt the primal urge to hit someone or destroy something. I needed explanations, to rid me of the ache that filled my heart.

It was crazy how, in the space of a few hours, I had gone from delighted to sad.

Taylor pitied her eyes and gently pulled me up.

"Come on, Raven. Let's go to the dorm. We don't want to give these people a show, do we?"

"No, no, no," I wept hard, and with quick, jerky movements, I pulled away from her. "I don't want to go back to the dorm."

"Okay, fine. Let's go to the garden." She said with a soothing tone, squeezing my hand and then letting go. "You can get your privacy there."

I agreed reluctantly and we headed to the center of the school, where the garden