My Mind Says No (Chapter three)

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The last bell rings, that basically means get out the school so we don't have cops come get you. I learned that the hard way... Truthfully, I was the one who made them make the rule. "Shor c'mon. Let's slushy her before we go." He hands me a cherry slushy. Full, the cold iced drink makes my fingers numb. They begin to laugh, knowing she comes from a classroom and when she turns the corner, Scott, Tanner and Brandon will totally slushy her. "Yeah- um, I'm gonna go to the other corner. So she thinks it's over but it's not." Brandon looks at me funny, "okay?" Walking to the other corner, I sit and wait. After a few minutes I hear a gasp and something it the floor, like Ice or chunky drink. They got her good, I can already tell. The three boys run out so they don't get caught. Waiting, I instead walk out to her. She's leaning against the hallway, and I just give it to her. Watching the cherry slushy fly out of my cup and into her face, I laughed. "Damn can't fight back?" She looked up at me, with tears in her eyes and my chest began to hurt. What have I done. Why would I do that to some innocent girl. I realized I love her. I realized, watching her every move over the years, watching her smile grow when she talked to someone. I don't know what love is, and I was never loved. By anyone. My eyes widen, and I look down at her. She was hurt. My mind is saying one thing, which is leave her, you don't love. But my heart is saying something different. "I'm-" I begin to speak, but she runs into the girls bathroom. After a few minutes, I walk in there. "Ross what the hell are you doing in here?!" She says, backing up nervously. That hurt more. "I'm sorry for the way I've been treating you, Sera." I say stuttering a little. I only apologize to my Father. "Whatever Ross. You think you're all that just because your aiming isn't off with freezing cold slushy's..." I saw her shivering a little, so I take off my leather jacket, and place it around her. "No thanks..." She says, but I look at her. Looking back she nods, like our eyes and mind just connected to each other and we read our thoughts. Getting paper towels, I get most off of her. She clearly has some feelings for me, and I liked that. "Ross I don't want your help..." She throws my jacket over my shoulder, and sighs. "Just- leave me alone. Okay?" I nod a little, hiding a smile. As she walks out, I pull her wrist so she twirls back to me and I lay my lips on her's. She pulls away fast, "what the hell?!" She turns out of my grip and leans against the wall. Looking at me shocked. And I just walk out.

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