Saving The Broken

Chapter 1

*Skylene's POV*

As I walked down the hallway, I kept my head down and my eyes focused on the ground. I roamed the halls alone and as I silently made my way to the lunch room, I watched the friendship groups walk around like wolf packs, constantly together. I slowly passed the groups eating at tables and found my usual spot. Like always, it was empty. I sat down and got my lunch out, and as expected nobody sat with me. I tugged at my sleeve and ate a little bit of my salad. Like always, I threw everything but half a salad in the bin, and trudged awkwardly to the library. Nothing changed, I was still a loner and still quiet, still avoiding people and still doing the same routine, seeing the same people in the same old school. And I hated it. Being 15 is hard enough, but when you're 15 with no friends, no one to pick you up when you fall and no self-esteem what so ever, even the slightest task becomes an impossible mission. I've been the outcast since I was 11 and everyone found out I had depression. When I was diagnosed, my doctor said it was fairly rare to be depressed at this age, and it might be to do with hormones or genetics. I told my best friend and she told the whole school and within a day, everyone was avoiding me and calling me names. I didn't understand what was wrong, for some reason depression had pushed everyone away, but I was still the same person. Of course, this made me even more depressed. And as I carried on walking amongst the crowds in the school halls, no one bothered to ask how I was. No one bothered to say hello or even just smile, not even a nod of the head. The new kids wouldn't bother with the loner, not even the "nerds" would. I was completely alone. Today was the exact same, 3 years later. And it had taken it's toll. I was emotionally drained. I sat in the library and smiled at the librarian. She smiled back and beckoned me to come over. "Hi there, Skylene. I picked out a couple more books, if you've finished the others" she whispered. "I have, thanks" I replied as I took out my card and the four books I took out last time. She handed me the new books, and I thanked her. "I presume your well?" she continued. The librarian had seen me in here crying way too many times, so she been checking in with me. I nodded as the bell went. "I am, thanks. Same as usual see you tomorrow." I replied and headed to my next lesson. The end of the day came extremely slow, but as soon as the noise of the bell took over the teacher's dull speech about the history of paint colors, I got up, left the class and headed straight to my locker. Before everyone had even left their classes, I was out of school and walking home. Wednesday in the middle of September and it's raining. Great. Living in England, it wasn't exactly a surprise, but jeez a little sunshine would be nice. As I continued along the familiar path, I saw April, the pretty popular girl, and her friends, Maria and Mariah, the twins, huddling together under a tree to escape the rain. The complete contrast to me, who's hair is now a complete mess. You'd think by now, I would have realized it's best to not look at them, to just carry on walking, but as usual, I look over and see them with their little bags and tiny figures, just ugh. They see me and April hurries over, looking as happy as ever. "Can I like, help you?" she laughs, "Why are you staring at me? I know I'm like, irresistible, but only a lesbian would stare! Are you like a, lesbian? Oh my goodness! She's a lesbian! EWW!" The twins laugh. "Yeah, like a total lesbian" I rolled my eyes. The trio was like mean girls in real life. I snapped. "April shut up, I believe that you are the one who had a girlfriend back in year 7, did you not? You know when we was best friends." I stated. April had a look of pure hate in her eyes as the twins whispered to one another about the brand new information they just learned. I have absolutely nothing against lesbians, but there is no way she is going to be a hypocrite. I'm done. She was my best friend for three years for crying out loud. "Yeah? Well at least I'm not some depressed loser, cutting her wrist and legs every night because of how pathetic I am. Go die, Skylines." April screamed I looked at her as she walked away as she was questioned by the twins and tears streamed down my cheeks. I felt like my heart had been ripped out. As I turned away to leave, I stared at my wrist. How could she possibly know that?