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I wiped the little bit of sweat that trickled down my hair line. I didn't realise how difficult the run was until right now, I was feeling the burn in my legs and heart. The bell rang, indicating it was the end othe day. I went over to my locker and did the combination. I swung open the door, being greeted to three textbooks and a few loose papers tumbling towards me. I caught the one text book but the other two fell on either side of me. I went to go pick up my things but before I could, I saw a figure go and get them for me.
"Thanks," I mumbled to the stranger while putting my text book that I caught in my locker.
"Wow that's all I get Scar, is a lame 'thanks'?"
Clayton.
"I'm sorry Clay I didn't know it was you, and I was just putting my other text book in my locker so I was kinda distracted and like-"
"Scar it's really not a big deal, I was just kidding."
"Alright."
"So you gonna walk home with me today or what?"
"Sorry Clay I can't tonight, I'm going to Misty's right now,"
I grab the rest of my things and close the locker door. I make my way towards the back doors of the school.
"Wow ditching me for her."
"Yup," I give him a cheeky grin.
"Don't do that."
"What? This?" I grin at him once again but much bigger and more cheeky.
"No seriously Scar it's creepy!"
"Aw come on don't be such a downer."
"Shush." Clay wipes his hand all over my face.
"Ew germs!"
"You seriously think that I don't wash my hands Scar?"
"I seriously think you don't,"
Clayton glares at me and I mock him by sticking my tongue out.
"Hey, Scar!" Misty shouts at me as soon as I walk out of the school doors.
I wave at her.
"See ya, Clay!"
"Aren't you going to give me a hug goodbye," I start to walk away from him.
"Nope," I shout over my shoulder.
"Wow be that way then!"
"I will thanks," I shout once again.
Clay didn't say anything else after that. I made the assumption that he left.
Misty started walking towards me now.
"Hey, you ready to go?" Misty asks me.
"Yep!"
The walk to her house was pretty quiet, not that we were mad at each other but I had a few things on my mind so whenever Misty tried starting a conversation it slowly died off because I didn't want to keep it going.
"Ok Scar just stop,"
"Misty what do you-"
"I know that something is wrong, why won't you just tell me!"
We head up Misty's drive way and go to the front door.
"Well it's not really-"
Misty opens up her front door, she continues to talk to me whith a raised voice, her parents must not be home because she wouldn't be yelling if she was.
"It's not really what Scar? Not really a big deal?! Not really important?! Whatever it is just tell me!"
"Misty it's hard to-"
"Oh yeah I'm sure it's very hard to-"
"WOULD YOU JUST LET ME TALK!" Now I was yelling.
Silence.
"It's hard for me to explain to you because I don't know where to start, I have so many things to say but I never say them because well I don't know I guess it's because-"
"Scar just tell me, honestly I don't judge. I won't think of you differently, I'm just trying to help you. Why don't you start from the beginning, or just tell me one thing and go from there. Just please you have to tell me, you're my best friend I need to know these things and like-."
"Misty I can't ok. Just not right now. Maybe later or another time?"
"When Scar? When are you ever going to talk to me about your problems and issues?"
"When I'm ready," I say barely above a whisper.
"Scar you are my bestfriend you need to tell me about stuff, it's what makes our friendship stronger. If you don't tell me, I assume that you don't want to be my friend."
I was so frustrated with her, I don't 'need' to tell her anything! My problems don't determine our friendship, we don't need to 'make it stronger'. It's fine the way it is, but right now I need her to just let me figure out my problems on my own. The next thing I said was going to absoultley kill me, but I just wanted to be left alone and not have someone asking me 'if I'm okay'.
"Maybe I don't want to be your friend. Maybe this is a sign that we should take a break from each other."
The look on her face destoryed me, but I needed to do what was best for me and that is being left alone.
"Fine, whatever. Let's take a break." Every word full of pure anger.
"Alright, I will start on the disectation paper and then I will email it to you, for you to finish,"
"I'll just do it myself." Misty says with no emotion whatsoever.
"Ok I am going to go then."
"Bye."
I grab my things and open up the door I turn and look back at Misty. It's ok, we will get through this, we always do. Says a voice in the back of my mind. But this time it's personal. Says another voice in the back of my mind.
"Love you Misty."
With that she closed the door behind me without saying one word.
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If Today was Your Last Day
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