She sits silently, tapping her pen against her worn out desk. A
light shines suddenly in the corner of her room. Most likely a new
text from a friend. Leah sighs deeply and goes back to finishing
off her homework. Maths is not an easy subject for her. She
struggles to keep up in class and often becomes nervous when
entering the classroom in fear of not understanding the work set
for the day. Sometimes things get so bad that she simply cannot see
a way around her problems. A knife and some tissues are all she
needs. How can a girl so young, so innocent feel the need to scar
her skin just to solve her problems. Of course nothing ever becomes
better. The more she hurts herself, the more she'll get use to the
pain. New scars appearing on her legs and arms everyday, tissues
constantly being drenched in blood. Leah gave up wearing skirts and
dresses at the age of 13. Also the age she picked up a knife for
the first time. She keeps telling herself that she isn't worth it,
that what she's doing to herself is the right thing. Nobody needs
her around, nobody cares about her scars. Hell, she's so insecure
and self conscious that nobody has time for her. Leah isn't the
type to talk to new people, she's adamant that people will judge
her. Behind the fake smile she presents every day is a dying little
girl. Depression constantly eats away at her and nobody even
''Have you done your homework?''
The teacher props herself on the chair next to Leah's. She stares
at her, waiting for a response from the quiet girl. Leah's eyes
fill to the brim with salty tears, her hands begin to shake and the
room suddenly becomes 10 times hotter than it originally
''No I haven't.'' She knows she's
in the wrong. It's not the first time the brown haired girl has
forgotten her homework. It's not that she can't be bothered to do
it, it's the fact that she doesn't understand it. The teacher
raises an eyebrow slightly whilst taking a deep breath. Her voice
comes out strained as she begins to lecture the terrifed
''Leah, you never do your
homework. Do you enjoy making me angry? It wasn't even hard. This
is the last straw, detention after school on Thursday. Your parents
will be notified.'' The shy girl nods ever so slightly before
lowering her head and allowing a few tears to slip down her rosey
cheeks. She tries to hide the pain she's feeling. Her vision
becomes blury and her lips tremble. A few people snort and laugh
around her. One boy stares at her as she attempts to hide her face
from the class. He shows no sign of laughter or amusement, just
pure pity for the girl. His face saddens as he takes in her
appearance. She has light brown hair which has the smallest trace
of red in it. From previous encounters with the girl, he knows her
eyes are a bright blue. She smiles a lot, but it never reaches her
eyes. The sadness is clear to those who pay attention to
''Haha, Leah has detention'' One
girl shouts from the front of the class causing a loud giggle to
erupt from many students. Leah tries her hardest to block out the
world. The only thoughts in her head are of the knife sitting on
her desk at home. She'd like nothing more than to hide in her room,
alone, and just let her emotions out.
''Is the little girl crying?''
Says a red headed boy. A few people can be heared taking the piss
out of Leah. They fake screams and sniffles, a handful pretend to
cry like a baby. No longer being able to block out the sounds, she
get's up and runs from the classroom. Where she's headed, she
''You're all assholes you know
that?'' Josh, the boy who was studying Leah earlier shouts. The
majority of the class continue to laugh whilst a handful stare at
him. He packs his things away and heads out of the classroom
determind to find Leah. He isn't sure where to go, but continues
''How can one girl run so far in
such a short amount of time?'' The blond haired boy mutters to
himself. He'd like nothing more than to comfort her right now. Josh
knows how she is feeling, he's been in the same situation as her.
Most days he skips class just to go out into the forest to be
alone. Depression tends to bring him down. He's tired of being
bullied and judged.
Leah tucks a strand of hair
behind her ear as she collapses to the floor in a heap and sobs
loudly. She tries to breathe but it seems as though her lungs have
given up on her. Leah brings her legs up to her chest and cradles
her self. The tears continue to slide down her cheeks but she can't
be bothered to wipe them away. The wind blows furiously around her,
blowing her hair in all directions. She shivers slightly but
doesn't attempt to move. The forest floor is cold and sticks are
digging into her body. The pain does nothing but numb her. Giving
up is the only option left for her, right now she wouldn't mind
Josh finds her curled up on the
floor. Leah's hair is sprawled out around her, her cheeks are a
ghostly white and her lips have no colour. If it wasn't for the
faint rise of her chest, Josh would've thought she was dead. He
walks over to her slowly, not wanting to frighten her. As he
gradually gets closer to the girl, her eyes snap open. A look of
panic crosses her face.
''I don't want to hurt you.
Please let me comfort you'' Josh creeps closer to her. Leah doesn't
attempt to run, she just moves her body into a sitting
''I'm sorry you have to see me
like this, I'm so messed up'' She rubs her bloodshot eyes and puts
her hands into her pocket.
''Don't say that. I know how you
feel. I've been through the same things as you, I just don't tell
others. I get tired of faking a smile everyday'' He sighs deeply
before inching closer to the shaking girl and placing his arm
around her shoulder. It's a friendly gesture, nothing sexual. Leah
leans into his warmth and relaxes into him.
''I don't see any point in going
on anymore. Here I am practically cuddling with a boy I don't
really know in the middle of the forest and I can't even be
bothered to move'' She laughs lightly. What's the point in running
away from the only person willing to come look for her?
''The name's Josh. You're free to
move away from me if you feel uncomfortable. I just thought you
might want some comfort. I'd love to have someone care about me''
Josh closes his eyes whilst taking in the sounds coming from
different parts of the forest.
''I'm Leah. You have me I guess.
Considering we both are basically depressed and alone, we might as
well become friends'' Even though the words should've upset Josh,
he finds it somewhat funny and chuckles lightly.
''Ok then'' He mutters. The two
of them talk for at least another hour before walking back towards
the school grounds. An unlikely friendship, but it couldn't be more