- Chapter Forty-Four -

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"As much as I love sitting by you— why aren't you sitting with Gomez?"

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"As much as I love sitting by you— why aren't you sitting with Gomez?"

I glance over at Hayden, "why aren't you sitting with Liv?" He shoves my shoulder, "dick move."

We're currently sitting in the back row in our Monday history lecture, I haven't spoken to Ele in three days, four if we don't count the call I received before I went to the Carnival.

"So what is happening between you and Gomez?" I look over towards where Liv and Ele are sitting, "we're broken up."

That's the first time I've admitted it and said it aloud. After heading home on Thursday night I never told the lads but during the Carnival, Hayden apparently saw Ele just before so he asked if I was going to hang out with her and I just broke down. It didn't help that she called me a couple of minutes later.

I'm pissed.

I have the right to be.

She's the one who asked for space. She let me walk away and didn't try to stop me. I'm fucking angry. It all happened so quickly, we were happy and the next thing I know is that she's asking for space. Telling me to go. I only said that if she let me go we'd break up, I didn't mean it but it's the fact she didn't try to argue with me.

You fight for someone you love and she never did.

I don't even know what's going on in her head because she doesn't tell anyone, I spoke to Lizzie on the phone when I got home apparently Ele didn't want to talk. She's so scared to let anyone in because the more people you let in the more that can just walk on out. Ele doesn't realize I'm here to stay. I'm not going to walk away once she lets me all the way in.

"We both know you'll get back together" he lowers his voice, "you love her don't you?" I sigh while rubbing my eyes, I am so tired— I haven't slept well since, "of course I do."

"Exactly." I shake my head in my hands, "she said she needed space— I told her that if she didn't stop me from walking out then we'd be broken up." I release a quiet frustrated groan, "she didn't stop me."

"There has to be something bigger than her just wanting space." I turn my head to see Hayden swinging on his chair thinking, "maybe it has something to do with her mom?" I shrug, "she hasn't mentioned her mom..." Everytime I bring her up or the house, even the bakery she just shuts it down and tells me she doesn't wanna talk about it. He stops swinging to place his arms on the desk, "maybe her mom's death has finally caught up with her." I glance back over at the girls, I hope she's okay.

After the death of her mom, she never wanted to talk about it— I spoke to Liv apparently she was doing okay, as okay as you could be after a loved one's death.

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