Just the Two of Us

Chapter 1

Silence, laughter, hatred, everything was wrong... felt wrong...why did I let this happen? Why was I naive? Why...WHY         WHY               WHY                WHY

WHY DID I LET THIS HAPPEN....

Everything was going fine, we were fine. Now I'm condemned. Why? It wasn't my fault...you were the one that should be here not me?! I shouldn't have let you bring me into this, the question lingers in my head...it's the only thing in there these days. I have about a week left. I'm not even sure if it's a week, I've lost count. They better find you soon....my mom is getting antsy.

Where the hell did everything go wrong? Why didn't I see this coming? Was I too oblivious?

I don't even know where to begin....

How to start off...

How...

Was it when we argued about something insignificant? Something so small it wasn't worth the time of day at all....

Or was it when you kicked me out of your car, and it was pouring rain...

*4 years ago, *

I was 18 when I first met you.... you had come into the wrong class and were VERY late. You were 21. You were assigned to sit beside me, since all the seats were empty. You had fallen asleep and missed the notes, so I had to let you copy.

"Hey..."

"Are you talking to me?"

"Who else would I be talking to? The wall"

"Ha! ha! Soo funny .... what do you want?"

"Notes..."

I never got them back until the next day. You had walked into the class and instantly looked for me, when you noticed me, you jogged towards me and handed me the notes, smiled then walked away. I put my notes up and went on about my day, throughout my day and ended up practically seeing him in classes I didn't know he had with me. I was strange but oh well.

The second time we met was when I had given into my friend Komori's trap. She had wanted me to go with her to the frat party, so I did. I let her dress me and everything, when we went to the party...

Our eyes instantly locked...

I followed Komori to the kitchen; I glanced around noticing that the table was FILLED with alcohol.

I don't know if it was just the vibe or like I don't know everything...but I felt off. I saw him on the stairs, he noticed me and like normal came my way. We talked, drank then ended up in a room alone...I thought damn this is it.

But nothing happened, we just talked....it felt different, it felt nice. All I knew at that moment was that I wasn't being pressured into anything, I found out new things about him as he did me. After that, things were different... he would sit by me in class sometimes, or he'd walk me to class, he'd invite me over to parties or something completely out of both our ways.

After that... it got complicated.... we started going out.... but that was half a year later, I would rather talk about it later. Where did I go wrong? Every time I try to think of other things I could've done better, it all leads back to you.

Why does it all lead back to you........why?