stranded // tom holland

~ ch. 24 ~

AndyDecember 31st, 2019

   I was at a loss for words. Which completely defeated the point of coming here. "H-Hi." I stuttered. His hair was gelled and curly, his tux was fit to him so perfectly, I just wanted to run into his arms. But, that wasn't what I was here to do. He closed the glass doors behind him, some people whispering and pointing.

   He stood right next to me, his arm brushed against mine. "You're.. You look absolutely stunning, Andy. I didn't know you'd be here, I--"

   "My friend gave me her ticket, um.." I didn't know how to start, I talked about this moment so many times with my therapist and suddenly it's all gone. My brain was mush.

   "I've missed you.."

   Then it all came back. "You lied." My voice became harsh, he was taken aback and stunned. "You said never when I told you to not forget about me. You lied to the whole world, didn't speak to me for a while after we got back. You were back to your famous, rich celebrity life and you left me behind!" I raised my voice, feeling the anger burst out of my chest, tears rolling down my face. "I wanted you.. forever. You were the only good thing on that island and you lied about! Lied about me! Lied about us! And for what?" He was too stunned to speak, "HUH?"

   "Andy.." He started. "I--"

   "I really thought I meant something to you, you made me feel like I meant something to you.. Everything you said while we were on that island, I thought it was real. Maybe it was just a pause on your life for you, but it wasn't for me. It was real. It was real for me."

   "I--"

   Someone opened the doors, a woman wearing a tight, short black dress. She was beautiful. "I've been looking for you, Tom. They're waiting for you to make the spee-- oh. Hello, who are you?"

   "I'm Andy." I said with a huff, an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach growing bigger by the second. "Who are you?"

   "Angelica. I'm Tom's date this evening." She smiled sweetly, she seemed nice actually. "Wait, Andy.. You're the girl! Oh, how sweet of you to come Tom's banquet. I'm glad you two were friends on that island, must have been awful!"

   It grew even bigger, tears fell out of my eyes. I looked over to Tom, he was speechless and embarrassed. "Well, it was lonely at times. Considering Tom kept to himself most of the time." I lied, wiping away the tears quickly and smiling at her.

   "That's a gorgeous dress, darling. Love the color!" She exclaimed with a kind smile.

   "Yeah. Yeah. I like it too. Reminded me of the jungle on the island, walking to the lagoon everyday and taking walks to find food. Alone, though, of course. All by myself." I said as I looked at Tom with dead eyes. "I'm leaving actually, I have somewhere else to be. It was nice meeting you, Angelica. Your dress is very pretty too. Bye." I said without giving Tom another look, she waved to me as I walked inside and right up the staircase.

   People were filming on their phones and whispering, pointing, I felt humiliated. God, I should really call my therapist. "Andy!" Tom's voice called after me, he was standing at the bottom of the staircase, I turned as I held the skirt of my dress up. I waited, hoping and praying he would say the right words but.. nothing. I thought so.

   I told him. "You abandoned me. Goodbye." Then ran away.