What I want

JEAN HARRISON

I didn’t know how to react. He left me there in the hall with the voices in my head screaming. My whole body tensed as I tried to understand what had just happened.

Did he just walk away from me? The cocky bastard.

It was as if something had shattered in my core. All I could think about was the bitter taste it left in my mouth and how much I wanted to get back at him for making me feel this way. It took a lot of effort but I finally got up from the table and left the hall.

Rejection wasn’t an easy thing to deal with especially since it was the first time I’d gotten rejected. My bones echoed to the depths of my being. It was as if my soul had been yanked away from my body and thrown into the pit of despair.

Everything from that point on just seemed to infuriate me more and more so I decided to go to the one place where I could be all alone. The roof.

The silence there was bliss to me. I wanted to scream away most of the anger I was feeling but I knew some nosey too-gooder