Just a little while longer...(part 10)

Tuesday

         Gladys pulled on the sleeves of her sweater, trying to hide the bandages on her wrists. She felt

guilty for cutting, but it had helped her, she hoped. At least it had distracted her from her real pain.

After all, a few cuts is a small price to pay. Gladys nodded to herself and slipped on her shoes.

The bus would be coming soon.

          She was waiting for the bus when it happened. She felt the urge to cut herself again. She

turned the pocketknife over and over in her pocket, running her fingers over the rough handle. It

would be so easy to just cut, real quick.

         Before she could even decide, she heard, "Gladys! Hey!"

She turned to see Josh walking up to her, Tyler right beside him.

"Hey guys," she said with a grin. Gladys couldn't believe how fake she was. Another reason to cut.

Josh stood next to her and ruffled his hair. "So, how are you, Gladdy?"

Gladys' heart skipped a beat, he was so sweet. She hated herself for lying. "I'm good. You?"

Josh looked at Tyler with a sad smile. "Could be better, but hanging in there. Right, Ty?"

Tyler's eyes lifted from his shoes, nodded solemnly and then looked away again.

Josh put a comforting arm around Tyler and tried to smile.

       Gladys looked at them, finally realizing what was going on. Tyler wasn't okay. She was so selfish

she hadn't even noticed. But now she could see. His bloodshot eyes, pale face and sad eyes.

      Tyler met her eyes and Gladys could see the sadness. Such deep sadness, Gladys wanted to cry.

But then he looked away and the feeling was gone.

      Gladys' heart hurt. Poor Tyler, no wonder Josh wasn't happy, his best friend was depressed.

Gladys wished she had someone like that. Someone to support her and just be there. Gladys

sighed as she thought of Beverly. She did have someone like that and she had pushed her away.

But for good reason, Gladys told herself. Even so, Gladys wasn't completely sure she believed that.

      Gladys sunk into her depressed thoughts, like the Titanic.

She had failed too many times. She didn't deserve any good friends. Gladys wanted to cry, but she

held it in. She was fake and she hated it. Gladys hated herself.

    Gladys sat by herself, hardly aware of anything.

All she could think was how lonely she was and worse that it was her fault.
     

Comments

  1. Excuse me while I go cry.

    This is very good, Trin. Very poignant and deep.

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  2. Thank you. I actually thought it wasn't that good, but I'll take that hehe.

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  3. I wish Gladys had a fren like Josh! Poor girl. :(

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  4. Whoa! You've been busy writing! *looks guiltily at self* I've been such a slacker. Sorry. I feel the urgent need to give Gladys and Tyler hugs. And Josh too, because Josh always needs hugs.

    I'm just gonna go....hide....somewhere. *darts away blushing furiously*

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  5. I don't know why I'm writing such dark stuff, but it helps me, I guess. I'm sorry
    -Trin

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