I've always wondered:
What's the worst thing in life?
Is it being the person everyone sees as a murderer… even when you didn't commit the crime?
Is it getting kicked out of school because people believe you're a threat… or not good enough to stay?
Or maybe…it's falling for someone you're terrified might never truly be yours.
Or watching your mom slip further away every day because you can't raise enough money to save her?
Or the constant ache of doubting yourself….. because no matter what you do, you'll always be the boy who pushed Liam.
The boy everyone whispers about in the halls.
The boy they all wish would just disappear.
My thoughts crashed into each other.
"Mr. Rivera?"
I blinked, the room snapped into focus. My eyes flicked up to Mrs. Healy.
"Are you still with us?" she asked.
I nodded, even though I was fidgeting. I couldn't shake off the nervous feeling.
