Sobs. So many tears being shed all around me. Everyone's crying and hurting and I don't understand why. I beg them to talk to me but nobody trusts me to keep their secrets. They never do, and they never have. 

I can't understand why when I always have open ears ready to listen to someone's woes and let them vent and let them know someone is listening. Only a few have talked, not for long but they let me in for a few moments, and I'm thankful for that much. 

Though I still don't understand why people don't trust me. Maybe they misunderstand my so-called heartlessness. I'm not completely heartless though. I just laugh and joke to stop myself from crying too. I want to stay strong. Sometimes I almost lose it in front of everyone else, but I stop myself before the tears fall and wear a smile once more. I do my best, but sometimes, when no one else is around, I cry too. And I don't know why. I don't feel sad. Then again, I don't feel much anyway. 

It's all just a part of coping. Keeping everything bottled and suppressed. Denying everything. Am I broken? Does it make me stronger to be not happy, but not depressed either? Or am I really heartless and in denial? 

I guess I'll never really know as everyone continues to weep and turn a cold shoulder as they mutter words f distrust while I stand alone in the rain, drenched yet without shivers, silently pleading for someone. Who? I guess I'll never really know.

(Hoooiiiiii Creep here just saying I hope you enjoy the little one-shot (for those of you who do read this) while I wait for available time to write the next A&HC chapter, though it's likely to come out on the weekend. Booooiiii.)