Reki pov:
The cold air touched my skin, almost like fingers gliding down my spine leaving me shivering,
"I don't think we are a good match anymore,Langa."
The hot tears sliding down my cheeks uncontrollably, as I take deep breathes to calm down.
"Reki I-"
"Shut up."
I turn and leave with my hand in my hair, playing with it has a form of comfort, I left Langa in the freezing cold. I open the door to my house as I ran up to my room forgetting my Mum and sisters were home.
'Forget it. Who said I needed Langa anyways. . ."
I fell on to my bed as I violently cried into my pillow.
'I don't need Langa. I don't need skateboarding.'
I pulled down my headband covering my eyes as I sobbed soaking my headband and making my pillow damp.
'Does he even know how much I care. How much that promise meant to me? I'm not the one being selfish here, if anyone is it's him! It's not fair' I gasped for air choking on my tears as I rolled to the side hugging my pillow, almost screaming into it. I was having a breakdown. Everything I've kept inside me for so long, my sadness, my jealousy, my loneliness. It all comes out over flowing.
'If only I had told him, maybe he would've accepted it. If only he knew how much I-' *ring ring* I lift up my headband carefully to see who was calling,
{~incoming call~}
Hasegawa Langa
📞
My aching eyes scan the name as I start to tear up more. 'I don't need him. What type of friend breaks a promise, does he know how much he means to me! If he ever gets hurt I don't know if I'll be able to forgive myself.' The ringing stopped and I lightly chucked my phone to the bottom of my bed. 'If he just knew how I felt about him,' my now numb mind thought,'maybe things might've played out differently. If it was me skating with you instead of Adam. What would have happened to us?' I close my eyes as I let my breath steady and I drift into the world of fantasy.
Langa pov:
I stand there shaking clutching onto my skateboard, almost as if it was a shield from the view in front of me,
"I don't think we are a good match anymore, Langa."
The words in that sentence pierced through my heart. I started to tear up but it was eventually pushed down by the adrenaline.
"Reki I-"
"Shut up."
Before I could start speaking again he started crying, as I watched him turn away with tears streaming down his face I wanted to run up to him and give him comfort. But my body wouldn't move, I was paralysed by what had just happened. I lowered my skateboard from my chest. 'What did I do? I don't understand. Reki can trust me, right? I don't understand what's going on, let alone why he is upset.'
I put my head down taking in what just happened,
'are we even friends now..'
My legs suddenly unfreeze as I then start walking home, I have no thoughts as if my soul has left my body.
"Hey mum. . ."
"Langa! Where have you been sweetie?"
"Out with friends. ."
"Oh, okay.."
Mum sounded concerned. I think she knows what's up.
"Are you hungry dear? Dinner is on the table?"
"I'm fine mum."
I turn and leave to go to my room. I can feel her eyes staring at my back, they feel sharp, as if they are digging into my spine.
I sit down and unlock my phone once I get to my room
-{ calling contact 'reki'}-
📞
It just kept ringing and ringing, he isn't picking up. Usually when ever I call him he answers right away so. . . why is he doing this? Cant we talk it out? I miss him. . .
I wonder what he is doing right now?
I wonder if we are doing the same thing?
Authors note:
Sorry it's short I wrote it in the school bathroom 🙁
