The bus shudders on the rough dirt road. Us living in the middle of nowhere, it's kinda hard to get to our house via bus. I wipe away a tear, I wasn't crying, just a যেভাবে খুশী tear. I lean অগ্রবর্তী and tell the bus monitor to let me off here. She gives me a look, but yells and the bus driver to stop. I collect my heavy bags, and walk out. I start running. I hear the bus turn around, but I just keep running. My bags clang against me, knocking me over several times. I just get up and keep on running. I kneel down, getting dirt all over my trousers. I vomit into the dirt, my lunch of সালাদ and an কমলা রস splattered along the side of the road. I wipe my mouth, vomit again and then get up. I never stop running. I vomit several times, Bt keep on running. Never mind it is almost half a kilometer to get home. Never mind I'm running fast against an empty stomach. Never mind anything. I just keep on running. A car comes. I lean over and vomit. "You okay?" My neighbour's voice calls. I nod, and continue to run. All through this, I cry. I cry and cry and cry. The tears drip off my face and leave little tracks in the dirt. I think about him. I think about his cruel ways, the way his বন্ধু teased me. The way it hurt. A বৃক্ষ stratches me. I know I look a mess. I keep on running, vomiting, crying, thinking. I even scream. I fall over lots. I never stop. I just keep on running. I see the gates. I keep on running. I vomit once অথবা twice. I never stop running. I enter the gates. I never stop running. I vomit near a car. Instead of going to my house, I run to my friend's. I ring the doorbell, and I hear a voice. "Coming!" She yells. She opens the door, smiling. "Holy shit. What happened?" She asks. She ushers me in. I run to the bathroom and vomit again. "He.. He..." I manage to stutter before passing out.
I wake up a week later in bed, dressed in white. My mother stares at me with forlorn, worried eyes. "What happened?" I ask. She merely collapses.
I wake up a week later in bed, dressed in white. My mother stares at me with forlorn, worried eyes. "What happened?" I ask. She merely collapses.
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the শীর্ষ of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, আপনি can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But আপনি did! আপনি tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to আপনি anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are আপনি saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
"It's nice here. I don't know many people though..." Victor brushed his hair back, smiling again. "Well, দ্বারা tomorrow, all of the kids at school will wanna be your friend." "Oh..." Jade turned slightly to see the raven haired boy deep in thought. "What is it?" "Hn? Oh, it's nothing. Oh, we're here." The blonde looked up ahead and saw her house. "Really? Cause my house is right there." She pointed, and Victor burst out laughing. "Haha-I live right পরবর্তি to আপনি then..." The blonde looked at the house পরবর্তি to hers. It seemed normal. A little old fashioned, but definitely normal. "Cool! Well, I'll see আপনি tomorrow then?" "Yeah..." The onyx eyed boy took Jade's hand, kissed it lightly, then walked off. "What was that?"