Separated Lovers

CHAPTER SEVEN

(Cameron's POV)

I cringed when the receptionist called me up to tell me Rachel was there. I knew that she was the one who picked up my I.D. She must have been pained to give it back to me.

I trampled on her hopes and dreams. I told her that she got all her achievements through luck. I didn't know why those awful thoughts came into my mind. Maybe it was because she wanted me to die. She wanted me to die for what I did to her.

   What exactly did I do to her, you ask? Well, let me tell you.

Ever since first grade, we were in the same advanced mathematics program. And every year they take each student and give them a test. And the two highest scoring students will be able to enter the mathematics competition that the center held every year. On our first year, it was Rachel and I who got the top spots. We trained very hard.

On the day of the contest, it was going well, we had mistakes but we were tied in third place with a different center. And the next question was the last question.

When we heard the question, we immediately started solving. But at the end, we had 2 completely different answers. Hers was 27 and mine was 5. But the teacher told us 1 thing, that if the 2 of us didn't have the same answers, we would follow her answer. As Rachel got first and I got second on the test. We wrote down our answer: 27 and passed the paper. A few moments later, the head teacher announced....

       The correct answer is........ 5!

I was angry. I was angry at her. She caused our defeat. And I was so mad that I shouted at her....

      You see what you did? You just caused us the entire contest.

She just cried after hearing that.

I did not know what came over me.

The anger never went away. It never stopped. I was always angry at her. Until one day in 5th grade that is....

One day in 5th grade, I was studying in the library for a History test. I HATED History. It was my worst subject. Then Rachel passed by, she asked me what was wrong and I told her about the test and my troubles.

Without hesitating, she took a seat next to me and started teaching me. She was great at History, she was great in everything. She was always the top in the class. And yet, she was never boastful about it. She helped other students with their studies and they were grateful for it.

I always wondered why she still continued to help me. Even though I had subjected her to 5 grueling years of pain. And when I asked her that, she simply replied.....

      I could not care less for myself. I want to help others, so in the future, they can help other people too.

That carefree sentence made me forget why I was mad at her in the first place. She was so nice. I couldn't keep blaming her for the same thing for 5 years. I mean, people make mistakes. And that one was one that I had to overcome.

After a few days, I found myself being less angry at her and more attracted to her. I tried fighting it but my attraction for her was just too strong. Eventually, I accepted the fact....

     I like Rachel Levin.

But, even though I liked her, I couldn't just stop being angry with her. That would be weird to most people. So, I made an incredible decision, I decided that I would be mad at her, false madness though. I could keep in the dark until I was ready to confess my feelings.

Back into the present.....

I knew that it would have been okay if she still had not forgiven me. It was a hard thing to overcome.

When I saw her get off the elevator, I immediately said...

   Look, I know you came here to return my I.D. You can just give it and be on your way if you like. I know you do not want to see me.

But then she told me that she had forgiven me. That it was okay. I felt overjoyed hearing that. I felt that I could confess to her any moment now.

But I had to wait for the right time. I could not just blurt it out. I had to wait.

Then she invited me to go get something to drink. I immediately packed up my stuff and headed out with her. Within 10 minutes  we were already at Starbucks.

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Another flashback! Onto Starbucks we go, suspense is building.

Sorry if I am taking too long to actually write this scene. It is just, I wanna put in as much detail as I can.

Please bear with me if you cannot take it.

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