Monster high

guilty tears

Daniel's POV

"This is crazy! Why are you so much better than me?", he huffed in annoyance.

"Hahaha, it's because I'm a boss like that!", I laughed at Honey's face which was a mix of being impressed and pure frustration.

I had just won at pool for the third time in a row, and I was secretly enjoying it a lot. After we came home from the beach we threw on some comfy clothes and then we decided to just fool around and do something fun.

I had gotten the idea that Honorè didn't like the beach, or the ocean, or water in general. I wanted to ask him about it but I didn't want to be obnoxious so I just let it go. After four games of pool and a lot of cursing and throwing playful insults at each other it was dinner time and we went to look for Oliver, who hadn't shown himself since yesterday.

I went up to his room and Honerè went to check the dinner room and kitchen, he probably went to check out the food but oh well. I went up the stairs, passed my room and thought about how Ollie decorated it, it had been, and still is, beautiful. He really had a talent for decorating room, and he's really funny and nice as well.

It was actually really weird that he hadn't shown himself for so long, I know that I'm new and all, but Ollie is usually surrounded by people. I stood in front of his door and knocked softly, nothing, so I knocked a little harder, still nothing.

''Hey Oliver? Uhm. Are you there? I'm opening the door, okay?''

I opened the door and walked into a dark room, the floor was made of marble and the walls were covered with drawings of spells, a polish flag with a family weapon (I'm guessing his since he's polish), and a few pictures and posters. Underneath all the posters and stuff were the walls painted a dark red, like crimson.

When I looked away from the walls I looked over to the bed, and when I did my heart clenched. I saw Ollie lying there, still in his clothes from yesterday and he looked horribly defeated, he didn't even look at me, he was just laying still like a corpse.

''Ollie? Wha.. what's going on, what's wrong?'', I rushed over to him.

This is terrible, poor Oliver. What on earth happened?! I sat on the ground next to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me and I saw that he had been crying. He had dried tears down his cheeks, red puffy eyes and his usually light and fluffy pink hair had turned a dirty grey purple color. He looked at me and his eyes just looked so conflicted, like he was in pain.

His eyes started to water and I couldn't take it. I patted his shoulder, telling him that things would be fine. I didn't know how to handle the situation when he started bawling his eyes out and hugging my waist saying sorry over and over.

I was so frazzled that I just gaped at him like a fish. What could he have possile done to me? Nothing! I tried to sooth him and hugged him back. "Everything is gonna be okay, there's no need to be sorry, it's gonna all be alright."

I thought that would help, but I just made him cry harder so I just hugged him without letting go, silently letting him cry it all out. What had happened for him to be so distressed?!

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Oliver's POV (surprise!!!)

I felt horribly guilty but also broken and hurt. After leaving Nathan's room I realized he only used me, he never knew that I existed until he saw me with Daniel. I was so pissed, but it all felt useless. I had no strength to move so I just laid where I was, on my bed staring at nothing in particular.

I don't know how long I laid there like that but at one point I heard lights out so I'm guessing it's night time. I still felt like crap, my thoughts were a mess and I couldn't think straight.

I stood up to look at myself in the mirror, my hair turned a purple grey color and I didn't even recognize myself when I looked at my eyes, I looked like I had cried for days, maybe I had I wouldn't know. I sighed and dropped myself back on the bed to think about everything once again.

I had been picked up by Nathan, sweet talked into having sex with him. And after was only useful to answer questions about Daniel. I should have felt that Nathan didn't love me, but even I could hope right? I had always admired Nathan, since the first day I saw him, but then Daniel just had to come here and take away any chance I might have had with Nathan.

I got mad and threw a pillow across the bed, of course it just landed with a soft poof but I couldn't help but be angry at Daniel, and Nathan, and most of all at myself! I knew perfectly well that Daniel liked Nathan but I loved him so much longer so why should he get Nathan and not me. I guess I wanted revenge and was jealous so when opportunity knocked I took it and had sex with my friends crush.

Just then I realized that Daniel had been nothing but sweet to me, he had encouraged me when nobody else did. He was the first person who genuinely said I was talented and not just sneer at me for being a guy who likes interior decorating. I couldn't believe I just betrayed him like that, Danny was so innocent and sweet, he was a genuine nice guy and I trampled on his trust. Ugh I'm so disgusting.

After having felt confused, guilty, angry and then guilty again, I now felt nothing. I was just laying on my bed feeling empty. I heard knocking on my door, first softly and then a little louder.

''Hey Oliver? Uhm. Are you there? I'm opening the door, okay?'', I heard a muffled voice say.

I didn't have the strength to say something so I just waited for the door to open and when I did I immediately felt guilty and horrible all over again. It was Daniel.

He stepped in my room and looked at my walls, no doubt at my family crest as well as some pictures, I had gotten them as presents so I wouldn't forget my family, as if I would ever forget them. Then Danny turned and looked at me, I felt it but I didn't look at him, I couldn't. I heard him gasp slightly and then his footsteps coming closer.

''Ollie? Wha.. what's going on, what's wrong?'' I heard him say, he said it with such gentleness that it almost made me cry all over again.

His big stormy grey eyes came in view and I just couldn't hold back the tears, I crossed my arms around his waist and hugged him as he slowly started patting my back. I bawled and cried and wept like a child while he just hugged me tighter and told me that everything would be fine. I couldn't possible tell him what's going on, I knew he wouldn't forgive me! So I just cried sorry over and over again while I hugged his small waist, hoping for a way to reset this whole mess.