Forget Me Nots

Chapter 4- Decaying

"The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their entire world fall apart and all they can do is stare blankly."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Tw:This is a sad chapter,  there are very mild mentions of stronger topics for some readers

Chapter 4-Decaying

My day had been going along well, apart from my childhood dream being crushed. I had been ready to get through gym, go home and fall apart, letting the rest of the day catch up to me.

The universe and it's infinite wisdom apparently decided today was the best day to pull some type of prank on my already exhausted self.

It's safe to say I was ready to dig myself a hole and lie in it.

My mood went from just getting by to plummeting into a bottomless pit as his blue eyes captured mine again. I wanted to scream and I wanted to cry. I was filled with anger. He could've simply told me he wanted nothing to do with me. But he took my locket. My locket. He could ruin his own life I just wish he left mine with a slight misery.

This whole thing turned out to be the worst nightmare that even I couldn't dream up.

How could this really be the same guy I was in love with? Again I realized how stupid I was to be in love with someone I hadn't seen in 7 years. It was probably a red flag. Ok maybe a huge red flag- like ding ding terrible idea. Those bells didn't go off in my head till now.

My brain is a strange place.

I zoned out of the coaches lecture. The only thing bringing me back to reality was Dylan smacking my hand.

For the second time today he noticed my mood switch. Clever man.

I averted my gaze to the coach who was barking some kind of orders. All I heard was laps and buddies. He blew his whistle. "Get a move on boys, hup hup hup!" He clapped his hands as he finished his sentence.

We all walked out to the track. As he blew his whistle I just started running. I was trying to escape my problems. Running from them seemed like a prime idea.

I wasn't the fastest runner but I was still leaving majority of the group behind. Tucker included.

Because I decided to push myself so hard the first few laps I ended up becoming quite exhausted and having to slow down for the last lap.

Apparently I had slowed just enough for Tucker to catch up to me because he started running beside me. His eyes caught mine, I again fell into the trance that drew me to him. His eyes held a same kind of draining feeling. Like he almost felt bad. However it was probably for a different reason. I don't think he's capable of sympathy at this point.

I again averted my gaze and picked up the pace. However that glimpse into his made my eyes water and my body numb.

I remembered the first time we fought. It was over a pine cone. Yes a pine cone. We both wanted to keep it. It was a stupid debate seeing as there was an entire forest full of them probably 5ft away.

I missed those days.

I missed the days when the only disagreements were about silly little things that always in the end didn't matter. As much sadness as I felt in that moment I never thought I'd see the day where he completely despised me.