Unwanteds High (AU)

Chapter 41

((Lani's POV))

Heart break hurts worse when you're the one who made the choice somehow.

Tears dried on my face as I stared up at my bedroom ceiling. Looking at the window only brought memories I didn't want to relive. The curtains reminded me of him coming inside, both of us having hushed voices to not wake anyone up. It was hard to lay in bed too. I still remembered that night where Samheed held me, and the way I had automatically missed him once he left the next morning.

How long ago was that? It felt like it happened yesterday when I know the breakup was still days ago fresh.

Some part of me can't help but think I made a mistake. Another part of me knows that being with Sam any longer would make my father even more disappointed in me. That was my worst fear.

A knock on my door made me bolt upright, wiping my face off with my comforter. I was late with getting ready for school.

"Sorry Dad. I'm up," I managed to say as I scurried out of bed.

But when my bedroom door opened, I saw a shorter and younger figure than my Dad. Henry snuck in my room and closed the door behind him to make us alone.

"Dad is coming back with pastries and coffee from Daxel's coffee shop before we have to go," he said, dressed for school already himself. "Thank God because I've been wanting to talk to you."

"What?" I frowned.

"I knew you were crying last night... And this morning," he said, not looking at me and instead down at his feet. "I'm sorry you and Sam broke up."

"I don't want to talk about this," I found myself snapping a little.

"Bottling it up though will only make it worse. Trust me, I know heartbreak," Henry said, going over and sitting in my desk chair. "Heartbreak is the worst pain because you not only feel it mentally... It's like you feel it physically too."

I wasn't looking at him as I tried to find an outfit to wear, but that couldn't distract me enough to have tears forming in my eyes.

"Well, I ended things," I managed as I picked a good pair of black leggings to wear. "Sam tried to apologize, but I don't want to disappoint Dad or anyone anymore."

"Sometimes disappointing people is worth it when you love someone," Henry said. "I should know."

"Henry..."

"Every single day I think about how much of a disappointment I'll become once Dad knows," Henry said.

"You haven't told him, right?" I frowned as I pulled a gray sweater out.

He shook his head no. I couldn't imagine what he was going through. I knew Samheed was bisexual, and every single day he grew more confident in that label for himself. I think Henry saw a friend in Sam. Now, I had taken the one person who Henry felt like understood him.

What kind of sister was I?

"Do you think Dad will care?" he asked me, his voice quivering a little.

"I think he'll accept you," I answered. "You've done nothing to break his trust in you. Being yourself doesn't do that. Dad is big on trust."

"I know. He still hasn't ungrounded you or given you your phone back," he sighed. "I wonder when he will. Have you talked to him yet?"

"Nope," I said, anger still coursing through my veins thinking about me sitting on the top of the staircase. "I said I hated him."

"Lan, what?" he gasped, actually looking super shocked. "You said you hated him?!"