I was happy with my exams and found out that I actually got an ATAR of 99.4. I was so happy with myself. The day we got the results I texted Nick :
G - Hey handsome, how did u go in the HSC? Hope u did well and enjoy celebrating ur result tonight. Love u xx😘
He didn't respond for 5 hours :
N - Hey Grace, I thought you weren't talking to me. You haven't for the past week. I got a good score though and I will enjoy celebrating with my friends tonight.
I read the text over and over. He was honestly going to put this back on me. Nick just didn't get it.That night I had a nice dinner with my parents and we watched some movies. It was my ideal way to relax. I fell asleep on the lounge and woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was Nick. He was calling at one in the morning. I answered,
"Hey Nick, why are you calling so early in the morning?" I asked him curiously. I could hear a beat in the background. He must've been at a party,
"Hey Grace, I am so sorry about everything that has happened the past couple of weeks. I want us to be the same as we were before. I love you," Nick said slowly. He didn't sound himself. He sounded as though he was crying,
"I know Nick and I want it to be like that too. Where are you? Are you crying?" I started to get worried about what might be happening to my boyfriend,
"I'm at a party Grace. I'm so sorry. I'm just so sorry," I didn't see why he kept on saying sorry. It was unnecessary,
"Nick, what are you sorry about?" This question needed an answer. I didn't want to be left wondering what was happening to Nick for the rest of the night,
"You aren't going to want to hear this and to be honest I don't want to tell you, but Grace, I'm drunk and my friends hooked me up with a girl. It didn't go far but I still feel guilty. I don't want to hurt you. Please forgive me, I love you," Nick spoke with desperation in his voice. I was speechless. After everything that has happened recently he did that to me. I couldn't respond. I hung up the phone.
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Fool's Gold
Teen FictionHeartbreak. Despair. Isolation. I'm sitting here surrounded by white. White walls, white roof, white furniture. A puddle of tears is forming on the floor beneath me. How did this happen? It feels as though a rock is inside my stomach and every secon...