Something To Believe In

"..."
Excuse me while I go jump off a cliff.


 

Part 68: Jenna's Point of View

Mason's focus snapped back onto her and suddenly, he spoke. “No.” He stated, his raspy voice low but nevertheless carrying around the entire hallway.

I felt my heart stop and my entire body freeze.

“It never meant anything to me.” Mason finished. “None of it.”

It literally felt as if someone had just reached inside of my chest, ripped my heart out, and thrown it on the ground. What the dell was he talking about? How could he say that after everything we’d been through and all of the times I’d been there for him when no one else was?

A satisfied smirk came over Aubree's face, and, with her arms still folded across her chest, she spun on the spot to face me again, shooting me a sickly grin. “See?” She said. “He doesn’t care about you.”

I could do nothing but stare at Mason in shock and disbelief, my lips parted and hurt evident all over my face.

But no matter how hard or how long I stared at him, he refused to look at me. He wouldn’t meet my gaze or even acknowledge the fact that I was there.

He merely stood there and stared straight ahead of him, his expression portraying not even an ounce of regret.

I felt everyone around me begin snickering. All of my classmates were whispering and gossiping to one another, holding their hands to their mouths so as to shade them from view.

But their whispering was blending together into a vicious sort of buzzing, and it was filling my entire brain to the point where I could barely function anymore.

“I’d suggest you take your pathetic little uptight donkey and leave.” Aubree said. “None of us wants you here.”

I just stared at her, feeling more pain building up within me and a shock of tears welling up behind my eyes.

“Seriously.” Aubree stated, louder this time. “Get the duck out!”

My eyes glanced once more at Mason, but he still wasn’t looking at me. Rather, he was staring ahead of him, his face still as emotionless as before.

The buzzing was growing louder. Everyone was beginning to talk and whisper louder around me, and people were now pointing. I heard several girls burst into fits of giggles, and boys were snickering loudly.

Everyone was staring at me, pointing at me, laughing at me.

I was humiliated.

And I couldn’t take it anymore.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on me and the laughing, pointing, and whispering increase tenfold, I began making my way down the hallway, not bothering to apologize as I pushed through groups of people.

I could feel hot tears begin to stream down my face, which had flushed a brilliant scarlet, but I didn’t care, nor did I even really notice.

All I could do was keep my head down as I continued to push my way through.

The buzzing was growing, if possible, even louder and practically everyone was watching me make my exit.

Aubree was standing with her arms folded, a satisfied expression on her face as her eyes followed my departing figure. “That’s right,” She called after me. “Mason is not yours, nor will he ever be. Take your sorry little wannabe donkey and let the rest of us be. You’re nothing but a desperate, naive dlut anyway.”

Behind her, Elise and Christina were snickering, high-fiving one another wickedly.

Rob, Leah, Kelsey, and Riley were laughing, but they looked slightly uncomfortable.

Aiden looked downright disturbed, but he was making no effort to move - perhaps he was so shocked, it had rendered him frozen.

As I passed by Mason, I kept my head even further down, not wanting him to see that I was crying.

Even as my elbow smashed into his arm as I pushed my way through a barricade of people nearby, he did nothing.

But I knew he’d seen me crying, and yet all he could do was stare after me as I ran down the hallway in total humiliation.

When I’d finally reached an exit from the building, I burst out of it, feeling a cold, harsh gust of early-December air instantly pierce my skin.

My tears practically froze to my cheeks, but they were instantly melted as more tears continued to fall, instigating an overwhelming heat and flush on my face.

I stood there in the middle of the sidewalk for a moment, feeling an uncontrollable surge of despair.

Then, as yet another fresh wave of tears took over me, I hurried off towards the parking lot, the frozen grass crunching underfoot as I walked as quickly as I possibly could in the direction of the lot.

I fumbled with the handle of my car before I finally managed to get it open. I immediately threw my backpack in the front seat before collapsing inside the car myself, slumping my head down on the steering wheel and losing control of everything - my tears came flooding out even quicker than before and I began positively sobbing.

 

Oh dell no.

 

Lalalala. 