What He Doesn't Know Won't Hurt Him

Chapter Eight : True Happiness

Heading downstairs.

Seeing my mother at the front door.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Hi mom" I said.

"Good afternoon, Jane" She said.

She dropped her bag on the floor.

Shutting the door behind her.

She then plopped on the couch.

I laughed.

"Hard day at work?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Very hard" She replied.

I laughed again.

Sitting down next to her.

She looked over at me.

"Jane you know it's been a month now" She said seriously.

I sighed.

I knew she was going to bring this up sooner or later.

"I know but please I don't want to go back to school" I said.

"I'm sorry, Jane, but you have to" She said.

I sighed once again.

Remembering what I have to go back to.

Austin and Melanie.

All the drama.

Having no friends.

Being a loner.

Eating lunch at a table of one.

And now I bet my grades have slipped.

I rested my head in my hands.

Remembering the painful memories.

Melanie saying Austin was happy I was out of his life.

Does anyone not know how hurtful that is.

Seriously.

My best friend says he's happy I'm finally out of his life.

I guess that means we were never truly friends.

It was all just one big lie.

A very believable lie.

I felt a tear drop land on my hand.

If I don't cut then I cry.

Crying is my other way to just let go.

To show that not everyone's as strong as they seem.

I sniffled as another tear drop fell.

I felt my mother's arm wrap around me.

"Jane" She whispered.

"It'll be alright" She continued.

"No it won't" I said.

My voice coming out harsh.

"Yes it will, okay"

I sighed.

Letting my tears flow onto my mother's sweater.

"Everyday I feel sad, happiness never seems to come my way" I whispered.

She rubbed my back.

"It'll come I promise you" She said.

I took in a breath.

Still crying into my mother's chest.

Hoping her promise will be kept.