The stories in my flesh (Sequel to scars)

Part 42

My head is pounding hard when I wake up. My eyes are really itchy and I'm feeling pretty terrible at this point. I walk out the room and see Nick sitting on the couch. He's staring out the window, there's no expression on his face. He's just staring, and I wonder what goes on through his head. What's happening to Nick? To my Nick?

I go back in the room and get changed for work. The flowers that Anthony gave me are dead but I don't want to throw them away. I want to keep every single memory of Anthony in my head, I don't want to forget... Never.

Nick notices when I walk out the room, I wipe my sweaty palms on my uniform. I feel like he's going to scream at me again, last night he did. And I know he probably didn't mean to, and I know he can't help his anger issues, and I know I probably caused his anger. "He-" he clears his throat getting up, "Good morning." The good morning comes out like a whisper.

"Good morning." I respond staring at my shoes. I hear him walk to the kitchen and then theres footsteps coming to me, "I made oatmeal, if you want some." I look up and stare at his blue eyes, there's green around them and I could've sworn last night they were brown. "Do you not want any?" He asks and I realize I'm still staring at his enchanting eyes. "Thank you." I say taking the cup from him.

I start eating the oatmeal as we walk out the building. This time he's actually waiting for me, he's not walking ahead. And he made me breakfast, which he hasn't done in days. It's like he's back to being Nick. Maybe it's because of last night. Maybe he feels bad.

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I walk out the kitchen with a tray and guess who I see standing there with a tiny tiny skirt and shirt that shows way too much? And to make things worse she's talking to Nick. Again. She notices me as I walk by with the tray, she smirks and Nick glances at me. I clench the tray with anger. She just has to come here almost everyday just because she knows it bothers me. And she has to talk to Nick.

Is she trying to ruin my life? Yeah most likely. Is she trying to take everything away from me? Of course she is. And why? Because she's Brittneys friend, and they're so alike in every way. As I walk back Macy is waving bye to Nick, she's grinning and I wish she wouldn't be as pretty as she is. "Don't forget what I told you." She tells him and she walks out the cafe swinging her hips from side to side as every guy turns and stares at her.

Nick looks at me nervously and I frown walking back in the kitchen. "What's wrong with you?" Alice asks. "Its been a bad day so far." I say putting the tray down by the sink. I rub my temples, "don't forget what I told you." I wonder what they talked about.

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"Are you going to eat?" Nick asks, "Nah." I say walking to the door. "Where are you going?" He asks following me. "For a walk." I say turning to look at him as he walks out he door behind me. "Can I go too?" He asks, I shrug, "I don't know. Can you?" He shrugs too.

"Only if you want." He says slowly, I turn back around and start to walk. I'm still mad at him for talking to Macy. But I can't tell him who to talk to or not. I'm not his owner. "What's wrong?" I shrug again, "Are you mad at me from last night?" I don't answer and just stare up at the trees which are starting to bloom.

"Stop ignoring me." He says grabbing my arm, my eyes focus on the path again because I'm afraid I will end up tripping. "Sydney," he says shaking me a little. I try to pull away from his group but obviously he's stronger than me so it's useless. "Sydney," he repeats again. His voice is rising and I know I'm making him mad but I want him to get mad.

"Sydney! Dammit!" This time I look at him with no expression, some people walking by turn to look at us. "It doesn't feel so good to be treated like this does it?" I say reckless. "What? What are you-"

"It doesn't feel so good to feel ignored does it? I'm just doing the same thing that you've been doing to me for the past week or so." He opens his mouth like he's about to say something but then he stops himself, a few seconds later he answers. "I thought you were okay, I mean this morning you were fine. And now you're all like this. What happened?"

I shrug and keep walking, "Sydney, stop that. You know I have trouble keeping my anger under control." He sounds pretty calm but I know deep inside he's furious. "Well." Is all I say. "Well what? Come on tell me what's wrong! I just want to know-"

"I don't like you talking to Macy. Since when have you two been friends Huh?" My voice come out mad and I have to take deep breaths to stop myself from screaming. "She's not my friend." He says, I chuckle, "Oh well it seemed like it. Don't act like I didn't see you talk to her."

"It's not that, we are not friends. She was just.. I was just ... It's so..." He doesn't finish his sentences, "I'm your friend right?" I say stopping in front of him. He nods, "Yeah. Of course."

"So since I'm your friend you'll tell me anything, right?" He nods slowly. "Okay, so tell me. What did you and Macy talked about?" He doesn't move for a couple minutes, then he runs his fingers through his hair. "Agh, gosh I can't tell you. I really can't."

I bite the inside of my cheek, "Alright." Im feel like screaming at the top of my lungs but I don't. It's obvious he doesn't trust me if he won't tell me. "Where are you going?" He asks, "Back to the cafe." I say.

"Sydney, listen I want to tell you but-" I interrupt him, "You don't have to tell me. It's whatever, I don't even care." But oh, I do. I care so much. "Oh," he says gulping. "Well then." He looks down at the path.

We keep walking in silence until he speaks up again. "Why don't you like Macy? She's actually pretty nice to me, she tried to-"

"Of course she nice to you! Because she wants you! She wants you and Anthony! Don't you see? She wants to take you away from me! She wants to win! She just-" I stop and grab my head angrily. "She just wants you. That's why she's nice." I whisper.

The air hits us and it's chilly yet warm, my hair falls to my face and I don't move it away so it'll hide my tears. Nicks hair is blowing too, he looks at me and I feel so small compared to him.

"Just forget it." I say, I'm about to turn back and he grabs me by my waist and turns me back around. He pulls me in close and I feel his wake breath against my neck. My heart palpitates and I hold my breath.

Before I have time to pull away his lips come crashing into mine.