Wishin' On A Comet

Chapter Nine

Ross's P.O.V

I some how found my way onto set, I read my lines with such little enthusiasm that the director called cut after 10 seconds. "Ross, are you alright man?" I wasn't sure who asked me, "i'm... Just not feeling it." I'm not feeling anything, except the gaging impulse to throw up. I wonder if this is how Lena felt when I was kissing Vivian... I was pulled back into her world, she was giggling about some stupid crap, happy as all get go. I tried to shudder it away. My co-workers all eyed me with concern, and I know my director would say "not feeling it" is not going to pay your bills when your older, but he must of took mercy over how awful I must look, he sent me off to my dressing room and they decided to shoot the scenes I'm not in for today. I just laid there on my couch, I didn't even notice my family come in, I didn't even notice how a few hours went by and they were here to pick me up to go to an R5 interview. "Ross sweetheart are you not feeling well?" my mom placed the back of her hand on my forehead, taking my temperature. I just shook my head no. "Ross, bro, come on we gotta go, cheer up this is what you love!" Rocky punched me on my shoulder, I didn't even flinch, "Does this have to do with Lena?" Ryland said sending everyone into silence. "Who's..." Rydel started but didn't finish. "She likes another guy." Was all I mumbled out. "OH, Ross..." my mom sat down on the couch by my head, rubbing my chest, "That must hurt." I didn't say anything. "How come you never told us about her, were your family." Ellington mumbled out. I just bit the inside of my cheeks, how was I suppose to? Should I make up a story about how I got some girls number and I called her and talked to her and... fell in love. That can't happen over a phone. This connection is different, I'm with her when she's cranky, I'm here when she's sad, when she's frustrated when she's happy. I hear bits of her life, I'm with her when she alone and the most vulnerable. That's where love blooms. How can I make my family understand? "Sorry... I don't want to...explain right now." Was all I could muster. The room was silent but I just wanted to slip away, to where it was quite forever. Why does it hurt this bad? My family stepped out into the hall whispering things like "should we just pretend he's sick and go on out without him?" To my mom sobbing out, "Why would he keep something like this from me?" I cringed, not sure if I should but I said it anyway. "Lena." "Yeah?" she spoke immediately, "Where have you been?" she laughed, "It's like you've been gone all day! I've missed you." I closed my eyes ringing that around in my head, I've missed you. "You're probably wondering what happened, it's sort of a funny story, well I burned my hand with some scolding tea water, and Bryce, fixed me up and then... he...he kissed me!" She giggled out, "My first kiss! such an unexpected, but romantic gesture...." Their was a high pitch ring in my ears, her first kiss. I bit my lip to keep from saying anything, drawing blood in the process. "Then we went for a walk, and he told me how he's like me for a while, he's so sweet!" There was silence on both ends, "Well... what did you do Ross, find a nice super model to take out again?" She toyed, and it's like someone grabbed the knife that was already plunged in my heart and dug it down deeper, Is that all she ever thought of me as, some kind of... player? "Lena." I muttered again. I had no clue why I kept saying her name, I wasn't even sure why I called her in the first place. She slightly giggled, "Oh, are you sleep talking again? Sorry..." She whispered. "No, Lena, I want... I wan't to tell you something, but I have no clue... How to do it." "Oh." She muttered, sensing the seriousness in my voice. "What is it?" I sucked in a breath, "We should find a way to end the connection."

Lena's P.O.V

"We should find a way to end the connection." I was silent for a while, "Oh." was all I managed to muster. I was sitting on my bed, starring at my chemistry book, actually Bryce's book, that he allowed me to borrow. I was surprised when my heart started thumping in my chest, and when that layer of tears formed in my eyes. "Why?" I managed to breath, I-I didn't want it to end, I liked having him there, someone to always talk to I, I didn't feel alone anymore, I didn't want to feel alone again. He sounded so serious when he said it, it wasn't like that joke before. I was annoyed with him first but, I... I really like him. A battle was being fought in my mind, I'm not sure what the prize was, but for some reason I felt as if I had to choose. Ross, felt like a dream, nothing more than fantasy, but then Bryce was real, and he actually liked me... I why am I trying to pick between the two of them? I don't... L..love Ross, I... "This connection thing... it's not good for us, our families, and such. It'll be easier... If we stop." He uttered out, and heavy tears started to fall down my cheek, "Ross, that's...Its not what I meant, by saying that....I like you here...w..with me." There was a dead silence on the other end, and this point I was choking back sobs, "Why...Why are you making this hard for me? Don't you realize this is my decision, too?" I couldn't stop myself, I had no clue what was bubbling over me. "You are selfish! I didn't want to think so but you are! Can I not be happy? If you were jealous, if you do like me why don't you say something! B-buck up the courage... and tell me..." He just groaned, "I'm not jealous Lena, I don't like you! I'm doing whats best for both of us!" He spat at me, and I just collapsed into sobs. "I'm sorry... I was that annoying to you! I hope for your sake this connection ends soon, so you don't have to hear me any longer!" I cried, "But, I have no clue how to stop it, so, so don't come complaining to me!" with that I broke down in tears to incoherent to say anything else.

Ross's P.O.V

I listen to her sob, and could help but let some tears loose myself, my family came back into the room and I wiped my eyes with my sleeve and turned onto my side to face away from my family, I let my phone slip onto the floor, just in case they heard me say anything, at least they'd think I wasn't yelling at myself. "Ross, dear, we...were going to the interview, we can say you got sick if you'd like... we could come pick you up afterwards, if that's okay with you...or you can... stay the night here." I cleared my throat. "I think i'll stay here." I mumbled, I can't face my family now, no matter how much I love them. "Oh...okay." my mom muttered, my family started out the door, "Just give him some space, love, he'll tell us soon enough." My dad whispered to my mom. Someone flicked the light switch and the door was fully shut. And I was left alone in the dark, in my dressing room, tears drifting down my face as I heard Lena cry herself to sleep.