Just a little while longer....(part 14)

(Author's note: HEY HELLO HI!!! SORRY, I HAVEN'T BLOGGED IN A WHILE. 
IMPORTANT!!! >>>>I DELETED THE LAST POST. Why? It had way too many errors, so I'm redoing it. Sorry, and please don't be confused. Love you all.
-Trin)

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Friday


     Gladys couldn't believe her luck. Or rather, lack of luck. First, she had gotten left by Sierra and

now the guy who had seen her cuts was standing in front of her. She smiled a bit and hoped he would

let her leave without being nosy and mean.

"Hey."

Gladys was confused, he was so nonchalant. "Hi," her throat was tight with anxiety.

"I'm Brendon, you really should get some help," he said gesturing towards Gladys' arms.

Gladys crossed her arms in front of her and frowned. "I'm Gladys. And that's none of your business."

Brendon rolled his eyes. "Come on, what you're doing isn't normal."

Gladys huffed. "Well sorry. I don't know what you want from me."

Brendon grabbed her hands, holding them in his and squeezed them gently.

He looked her straight in the eyes and Gladys furrowed her brow. "Let me help you."

Gladys blinked rapidly, trying not to cry. "What? There's nothing you can do, I-"

Brendon shushed her and whispered, "I'll be there for you like no one else has."

Gladys frowned. "How can you promise that?"

Brendon gave her a small smile, "Trust me."

Gladys shivered. "I don't know-Brendon I just met you-you don't know anything about me. I-"

Brendon squeezed her hands again, "Please."

Gladys nodded, desperate for companionship, "Okay, I-I'll try."

Brendon smiled. "Good. Let's exchange numbers, then if you need me, you can call me."

Gladys jerked her chin in agreement and numbly gave him her phone number, knowing she'd regret

it later.

"Well, I'll see you around, Gladys."

Gladys couldn't help but smile, losing herself in his chocolate eyes. She couldn't believe her sudden

change of heart. Was she so desperate? They stared at each other for another minute before Gladys

blushed and whispered, "Bye."

       Then she hurriedly left, going home and getting ready for school. She wondered if she'd see him

there again. Was he really serious?

   Gladys was so shocked that he still wanted to be around her. She'd never told anyone about her

depression and suicidal tendencies. Yet, he wanted to help her. Help her. Gladys smiled at the

memory of his smile. She could already feel herself falling for him. She didn't know if it was safe,

but she just wanted to be happy. She didn't know how sincere he was and she knew she might get

hurt but she wanted this. She needed this. Even if it wasn't forever. Someone wanted to help her.

Gladys let this thought empower her and consume her.

"Brendon." Even though she had whispered it, it made her smile to say his name.
 


(Author's note: Hope you liked it! Brendon is modeled after Brendon Urie of Panic! At the Disco.
Look him up, he is hot. [not Tyler or Josh, but we'll get more about them soon] lol I'll hopefully blog soon. ilysm byeeeee!
-Trin)