Beautiful and Brocken

Broken

The boy doesn't show for his next class, the girl sits in wonder where he may be, the teacher called his name "Andrew" but no reply was heard, the girl sat staring at the door all day hoping he would show up, but he didn't, the girl was worried what if he is hurt or lost, she could take it any more, she stood up and walked straight out of the class ignoring the screams that came from the teachers mouth. The girl wondered the Halls for a while, with no sign of Andrew anywhere, where could he be she wondered, he wouldn't skip class would he? He is to kind and sweet, as a million thoughts passed her mind she heard a deep yet quite noise come from down the hall, she followed the whippers to a door, a door that lead to the boys bathroom, she stood still with her hands apon the bathroom door contemplating if she should go in or not, the whippering stopped, she got nervous but courageous, without hesitation she pushed her way through the door to see Andrew laying on the ground out cold. She ran over to him and sat on her knees, his sleeves were rolled up high enough to see healed up cuts that ran from his wrist up his arm, the girl got scared, she scream for help but no one came, she sat there holding his head with tears running down her face, she went to reach into his pocket for a phone but just as she went to grab it he sprung to life and grabbed her hand. What are you doing! He yelled at the girl as he stood up, you were passed out! I thought you were dead! She screamed at him stuttering with tears still running down her face, I'm fine okay. I just wasn't feeling well he says calmly back to her holding out his hand to help the girl up, your lying she says standing up and brushing off her dress, why do you have cuts up your arms? She says with hesitation, that's none of your concern the boy replays now go back to class, the girl walks closer to the boy looks in to his eyes and whispers, you hurt I can tell, your broken and need help, your scared and fragile let me help you, please, the boy looks at her scared he looks at the ground then back up at her repeatedly but says nothing, takes a few steps backwards turns and walks out the door, the girl stands still watching the door close until it goes dark.