The Feeling of Hopeless Uselessness

Useless. That's all there is. I mean, I'm sitting here on this bench waiting for someone to come along in order to properly relay all this hopelessness to. Not hopelessness for her: my sister, April. Hopelessness for me, Brenna, because there's nothing I can do for her. (One-shot for right now, light Grenna- and I hate Kieran, so if I ever write more beware. Friendship or Romance)