I thought of this song while writing this, I hope you guys enjoy it along with the chapter.
Fifth setting: School
It's not a secret that people don't like me.......
You are a star student, a year or two younger than the peers of your grade. Even some freshmen are older than you because you skipped a grade. You do your best, excel in all you try hard at and do so with humility.
You always help people out, explain stuff to them that when the teacher says it and they don't get. Help everyone with their art projects and even give out advice. Basically be the best person you can be.
And despite all that you find yourself alone. Constantly trying to join a conversation only to be given dirty looks. Trying to point out commonalities you share with your classmates to show them you're actually worth their time.
After a year of trying and being ignored, talked about by people you've been nothing but gracious to you start to give up.
You start thinking thoughts you'd previously helped people cease having. No longer do you give advice to self harmers, some having quit because of you caring and listening to them, because now you can sympathize on their level. You now know what it feels like to be so frustrated that you actually would consider....
But of course you don't, you have a future ahead of you. So you continue through your day, your smiles no longer lasting, sighing after every three breaths.
You try and accept that others don't care about you. You question if it's because of those flaws.
Those few that see you, are polite to you crack jokes with you, though extremely grateful for them you're also saddened by them.
Their friends give you menacing looks when they talk to you. You don't want them to feel how you feel, alone, so you gently push them away.
You cry spontaneously sometimes, but of course quickly wipe away the tears. Don't want to give them another reason to dislike you.
You go from the girl who used to fire up your friends saying, "Screw them if they don't like you!! Wear your hijab if you want. I'll smack them if they say anything!!" ,"Ignore them man, your the best gamer I know. They're chumps compared to you", "If those guys bother you again tell me, I'll beat them up for you bro".... Into an introvert no one really likes. You're still the same person deep down, it shows every now and then when you chat with friends from your old school and college classes. But it isn't the same anymore.
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.*******Uplifted and Loved****
.........You cry spontaneously sometimes, but of course quickly wipe away the tears. Don't want to give them another reason to dislike you.....
You feel a pair of strong, comforting hands hold your cheeks and thumbs wiping away your tears. At the same time, another pair of equally strong and comforting hands hug you from behind and run up and down your arms soothing you.
After you calm down and retell the events that day that made you cry, your Daddies look livid. One wanting to get you away from the pain these "shitty idiots" caused and one wanting to go and......well you can't repeat what he said. Princess isn't allowed to curse.
Eventually peace wins, and they take you out for a drive and cuddle watching the waves at the marina. Kissing your Daddies all over their faces thanking them for being the best Daddies ever, and for making you feel better.
One says, "You're so welcome baby girl." While we cuddle up your other Daddy says, "We'll always be here to make you feel better". A happy tear slips down your cheek.....
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If Only~
//An//Ok, there you go everyone. Also, I just wanted to thank all those who've checked out my story. I really appreciate you giving it a chance. I know the synopsis wasn't riveting or anything but you clicked on it anyway and I and thankful.
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If Only~
Non-FictionA girl struggling with how she feels at school and her fantasies that helped her cope. Based off true events. . . . . . . . . I'm really not so good at descriptions but I'd like anyone who comes across this book to at least give me a chance. Please...