Luke

-Luke- Something was wrong with Addi. I know she said it was nothing, but I could tell something was wrong. And it hurt me to see her upset. It also hurt, that she couldn't tell me. I want her to trust me and tell me anything and everything. If something is bothering her, I want to know. I want to help her. I care about her so much, it pains me, when she's sad. But she left me alone in the hall way, running off to class. I'm going to talk to her after school about this. I headed back to my final hour, slumping in my seat, waiting for the bell to ring.

After school looked for Addi but couldn't find her. She must of gone home already. So I hopped in my car and drove to her house. As I waited on her front doorstep for her to open the door, I took a few deep breaths. I don't know why but I was a but nervous. Addi opened the door wearing a long sweater and pj shorts. She looked adoreable. "Oh hey Luke." She mumbled. "Come inside." I followed her into her living room. I sat down on the couch hoping she'd sit next to me but she didn't. She sat on the other side of the room. "Addi, I know something's wrong. Please talk to me." I spoke up. She fiddled with the sleeve of her sweater not looking at me."Uh, it's nothing. No big deal." "Well it's got to be something, I can tell something's bothering you." I moved a little closer to her but she moved further away. "Don't worry about it. It's not even a big deal." "Of course I'm going to worry about it, you're my girlfriend. I'm going to worry about you." "Well don't! It's not a big deal, I can handle it myself. It's not like you would even understand any way!" She shouted, standing up. "Why can't you just tell me!?!" I stood up as well. "I HATE MYSELF!" She screamed. "I hate myself so freakin much! Is that what you want to hear?" "Why do you say that? Why do you hate yourself, you're amazing." "I hate everything about myself! I hate my body! I hate my looks! I'm not good enough! I'm not pretty enough! I'm not skinny enough!" She was full on shouting and crying right now and I hated seeing her like this. "Stop! How many times do I need to tell you? You're beautiful! Stop putting yourself down!" I shouted back. I will not hear about how much she hates herself. I want her to see just how beautiful she really is. "See I knew you wouldn't understand. Just leave me alone!" She shouted walking out of the living room. I tried running after her "Addi wait..." "I said leave Luke!" She yelled and ran up stairs. I was left dead in my tracks. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay and make her feel better. I wanted to cuddle up with her and put on a movie. I wanted to kiss her sweet lips and fall asleep next to her. But she hated me. She told me to leave and that's what I did. I slumped out of the house and drove home.

{awe poor kids, sorry this is so short but please let me know what you think, thanks}