Broken Apart

The Mystery Of Love (Chapter four)

Two more weeks until graduation, and I'm not ready. I'm not planning on going to collage. My siblings want to start a band, but I'm not sure. I can't sing for my life so I don't know why they want me lead. My brother is better at guitar so why the hell am I thinking of joining a band that I won't get any attention from? Stupid. Walking into school the next day, I look at Sera. Smiling widely I hear my name be called by Brandon. "Shor? What's up dude?!" Looking up at him I nod. "Nothin much?" I weirdly turn to my locker, then glance at Sera. Once she looks up I look down quickly, then at my locker. "Okay? Well- I guess we will see you at lunch?" Tanner says. They all looked at me weirdly. I guess it was because I wasn't hurting anyone, or treating someone badly. Gladly that they left, because I can go talk to Sera. Grinning a little, I stop smiling and run my hand threw my hair. Remembering what happened yesterday, and after school.

-day before after school-

Driving home, I can't believe I kissed her. I finally did it. She makes me smile, she makes me feel worth while. I don't even know her last name. Something about her that makes my heart dance. Makes my body feel good. She makes me feel powerful, and strong. I feel loved. I've never felt loved. Walking inside, no longer am I happy, but I'm angry. How could I let this girl take over my life? God damn it I sound so bipolar. I don't want to love. I don't know how to! I don't wanna do it. I have five siblings, and my oldest brother has a bestfriend named Ellington. If we did create a band, he would be drummer. Riker, the oldest, would play bass. My closest sibling Rocky slays the guitar. My sister can play keys well. My younger brother Ryland is a DJ. Don't get me wrong he's pretty good. I play guitar and "sing." Although I hate singing. I hate letting my personal voice escape me. Walking inside my house, I see Rocky, Riker and Rydel sitting on the couch. They were homeschooled, but I like to get away from them and my dad. Throwing my bag to ground I groan, loudly. Just so mad I fell for her. "Hey- dude dad isn't here why aren't you happy?" Rocky says, standing. Shaking my head, just so pissed, I turn around and slam my fist into the wall. Hard, and leaving a hole that looks like it was a thin wall. But no- it hurts like hell. "Dude?!" Rydel yells. It's not surprising that I punched a wall, it was just surprising that I have punched about sixteen walls in the last two months. "I'm in love..." I just blurt out. Their confused faces made me feel worse/better. I don't know what I want. Rydel walks to me with the boys. "You sure?" She asks, as I give her a nod. "What's her name?" Riker said, picking the fallen particles of white paint that I knocked off from the floor. "Sera- I think Johnson." I look at him. "Does she make you happy, Ross?" Rydel asked, but they all wondered. "For you- is this love or another girl to have sex with and then leave?" Looking down, I look up after a minute or so. "I'm in love... With this beautiful blonde haired, blues eyed angel. She's everything to me. She gets bullied, by me. But I stopped. She's perfect. She makes me feel- this feeling that no one else can give me. I love to smile now. I love to think of her, and smile about her. Watching her over these years- just watching her tuff moments; her laugh. She's like this gorgeous goddess stepping from clouds and she's here to save me, and make my life worth it. She makes me regret every bad thing I do and did." I say, looking at Rydel, then back down. I didn't talk for the rest of the day. Just stood there until night. Then, I fell asleep. Kinda how I fell in love. Fast, and unexpected.