Hey guys! Im SOOO sorry for not updating for ages. Ive been busy as I have NAPLAN, and school, but I swear ill try updating more! Anyways, onto the story!
I felt weird, as though someone had punched me in the stomach. I felt sick. Carlisle smiled, but didn't mention the boy, so I did. "Wh.. Whose that?" I stuttered. "Oh, that's Yuti! He's my friend. I met him at the bakery." He smiled. "Hey dude." Yuti came up to me to shake my hand, but I quickly bounced behind Carlisle.
"Oh, Yuti, Clover can't be touched. Well, only by me." Carlisle added. Yuti nodded, but I felt Yuti's piercing stare glued on me. "Well, lets go." Carlisle smiled. As we sat in the car, Yuti and Carlisle talked happily, and my stomach churned like butter. Carlisle turned to me and said;
"Clo, can you put Cavetown on?" Cavetown was our favourite music artist. I felt glad that he was still trying to involve me. "Sure." I smiled shyly, as I tried to grab his phone, Yuti the bitch knocked my hand away, sending spikes through my body. As our hands collided I fell backwards into my seat which I was sitting in the back and Yuti in the front. My heart was racing, and I felt sick. Really, really sick. Before I knew it, I was panicking. I hated that even the slightest touch can send me spiralling. I sat back in my seat. I couldn't hear anything except ringing. My body had gone shaky. I felt tears pour out of my eyes. I've never reacted this way to anything before. So why now? I'd brung my knees up to my head and had begun digging my nails into the palm of my hands. "It's ok. Calm down, your fine, don't do this, your fine, Clover." I whispered under my breath. But I felt the car stop, and felt a pair of familiar pair of arms curl around me. It was Carlisle. He pulled me close to himself and begun cradling in my arms. After what felt like ages, I calmed down. I opened my eyes and looked up at Carlisle, who was kissing the top of my head, his eyes shut tightly. I looked over at Yuti. He didn't looked worried. Nor annoyed. But confused. And jealous.
Jealous. Yuti was jealous. Of me and Carlisle. Was I proud? No. But yes. Yuti was jealous like he'd made me jealous. As we made our way to Crusty Coves I felt nervous, but also fine at the same time. When we got there, Carlisle and Yuti were talking constantly, and I felt like crying. Why was Carlisle talking to him? Why? We'd never had a problem like this before, so why now? Was I boring? Was he over me? I just wanted a fucking explanation to his behaviour! At some point Carlisle hit Yuti and Yuti acted hurt. "Yuti I'm sorry, I swear." Carlisle exclaimed whilst laughing. But what Carlisle did, made me sick in the stomach. Carlisle hugged him. Yeah, what's so bad about hugging? Well, Carlisle never hugged anyone. Not even his family. ONLY me.. Carlisle wasn't even trying to include me! It was like.. like he'd forgotten about me. A few hours later, I wanted to go home. Everyone else (my homegroup peers) were happy, and throwing sand at each other. Me, I was on the verge of crying. Carlisle and Yuti? Oh they were having a good old jolly time, and I felt like I didn't belong here. Then, out of nowhere, Yuti the bitch got a call.
"Yeah? Oh, ok. I-ill be there in a minute." Yuti sounded panicky. And Carlisle looked confused and Yuti the bitch ran off. Carlisle came up to me and said;
"You having fun?"
Fun? Was I having fun? NO! I was not having fun! I'd been ignored, had a promise broken, so no, I was not having fun.
"Yeah, its cool." I lied. I hated lying. I'd NEVER lied to Carlisle. EVER.
"Cool. What do you think of Yuti?"
Yuti. Spell it backwards, ituy. I despised his fakeness, his nose, his hair, his mouth. I hated him. Even hate wasn't enough to express my hatred for him. But before I could stop myself;
"No. I hate him. I hate you. I hate this party, I hate the fact that you hugged him, IGNORED ME, BROKE OUR PROMISE, acted as though he was YOUR BOYFRIEND, so no! That bitch can die!" I yelled. Then I realised what I said. I didn't hate him. Carlisle looked shocked. He stared at me. And before I knew it, tears were rolling down both our cheeks.
My heart was hammering so fast I couldn't breath properly. Every eye was on us. "Ca- Carlisle.. I di- didn't mean tha-that." I stuttered.
But He ran off.. And I cried.
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Haphephobia | bxb
Teen FictionHaphephobia Immediate fear or anxiety when touched, or when thinking about being touched. Panic attacks, which can include an increased heart rate, sweating, hot flushes, tingling, and chills. Avoidance of situations where a person may be touched. ...