Little Infinity • Hatfilms Book 2 ✔️

Chapter 11: Decisions (Bonus)

Chapter 11: Decisions (Bonus)

It was if I had had just got hit by truck and I’m just traumatized by its compact. I must’ve blanked out because everyone had been congratulating them. Frozen solid, I feel something wet leaking out of my eye lids.

Tears.

My fist clenched hard as I bit my lips from crying. Kim and Hannah were awkwardly talking to Sam as I saw someone who never thought was also shocked.

Smith.

Did he propose? When?! And why?

All these questions were rambled in my brain as I finally notice myself staring angrily to who I thought was my friend. I dare not to speak or even tell anyone. Suddenly, I got up and dodged through the crowd as I headed for the door. If I was still in here for the next minute I would have died.

I took a massive breath and felt my breathing pattern change – it increased in huge amounts. Everything was blurry as I walked through the hallway and out into the staircase. Not noticing someone was behind me, I turned around to see Ross running towards me.

“Stephanie!” He shouted before stopping in his tracks. We both looked at each other before I was pulled into a warm friendly hug. That was when I broke. Sam had gone too far and broke me.

“I thought...” I hitched. “He said...”

“Sssshhh...just calm down,” Ross began to rub my back and I broke to embrace.

“Why?”I whispered and pulled out from Ross’ grasp. Hanging my head low, I wiped my tears away and hiccupped. I looked down at my hands in blur to see my contacts clenched inside my small palms. Putting them on, I frowned – still the same state: broke down.

Ross had been looking at me in concern for the past minute until he pulled one of his smirks.

“What’s up with your face?” I said between hiccups.

He replied, “Can’t you see I’m trying to cheer you up?” I slightly smiled and shook my head in resistance. How can he make me so optimistic at a time like this? It really reminds me of Marcus so deeply. There was something in my heart that I feel sorry for him, because I denied his affection towards me.

With no time at all, I clutched his hand with no word and guided him down and out of the building. I bit my lip as we raced out of the front doors and into the car park. The questions flew out of Ross’ mouth as instructed him to get into his car. He kept asking such things as: ‘where are we going’ or ‘what are up to’.

My hands pursed his lips and I answered, “Just drive. We’re going to my place.”

“What, why?” He asked, ignoring his question out.

To be honest, I never wanted to do this. It was difficult enough to save up money for it – especially two tickets. However, there was no point is staying if life isn’t the best here.

We arrived at my apartment complex and parked in front of the building. Running like a cheetah, I ran up to the front door and gestured impatiently to Ross.

“I’m coming, just give the guy a moment to lock his bloody car.” I rolled my eyes as I pressed the code to open. Holding the door wide open, Ross walked through as I was, and the two of us climbed up the flight of staircase (due to the fact that the lift was ‘out of order’) to my apartment. It took another minute to fiddle with my keys for the door. Peering slowly to my hands, I find the correct one and opened the door.

I walked through the hallway to the living room whilst Ross followed.  My eyes pan through the immaculate place and properly told Ross to take a seat on the gray sofa. Luckily, I hid the whole box of files on the shelves, so I quickly grabbed it and placed it onto the coffee table.

“What’s in it?”He asked as I sat beside him – dragging the box closer towards me.

Before I opened it I stated. “Files; important files.” I opened it from the top and took out the first folder with documents and a letter. The letter caught my eye suddenly, which made me think about what I was actually doing.

Should I be doing this? Leave without saying a word? With him?

“Open this,” I hand him the letter and Ross gave me a weird look. “Open it.”He did so, and his face formed in different types of emotions.

Held out in his hands were tickets.

“America?”He said in shocked and a felt a pang of pain in my chest. I was scared if he was going to deny it. “Why?”

A single tear fell and I explained in brief, “I want to get away Ross. Out of this hell I’m in!”

“Wait, you’re leaving permanently?” He said shocked. “Out of the country?”

I stuttered and paused, “I don’t know...yet. But I’m scared. Smith will know for sure why I left. That’s why I want you to come with me.” It was then I saw Ross be frustrated at the decision I just gave him. I needed a friend like him to come. Everyone’s as if are gone; except for Ross.

“Think about it as a holiday,” I suggested.

“What about the others, work? My dogs? I can’t just leave everything behind!” Ross exclaimed – head on his hands. Getting up, I looked inside the box what it remains. There was another letter – an invitation.

I muttered, “Pippa’s Wedding.” Prying it opened, I looked at the invitation and another slip of paper of her reply.

‘To Stephanie Rees,

I’m happy for you and Ross to come to ours early. We just moved recently to bigger condo so it’ll be awesome for you guys to come here before the wedding.

Christelle has told me about you and I’m glad that you’re there for her. I was going to meet her there since we’ve been friends for years before she moved away. I am glad that she and George got the job.

Anyways, I hope to see you two here in February!

From, Pippa Brindley’

I closed the letter I read and glanced back at Ross, who looked completely refreshed from frustration.

“So, are coming then with me?” I asked once more, the begging showing in my eyes.

Ross sighed and smiled once more, “Sure, but if we’re caught ‘It’s not me’!” I laughed at his remark and gave him another hug.