The Worst

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Are you alright in there?" He repeated himself, when I didn't respond the first time. I was a bit shocked, since when did Anthony come to this church?

"Erm." I murmured"

"yeah I'm fine, give me a second." My voice still sounding like I've been crying so it was almost unrecognisable.

I blew my nose and patted my eyes. I quickly washed my hands and got frustrated when there wasn't any hand sanitiser. I left mine in my mums bag upstairs.

I rolled my eyes and opened the door slowly, scared to reveal myself to Anthony.

"Kacey?" He said, his voice filled with surprise and confusion.

Before I could reply, pulled me into a warm hug, and for once in my life, I didn't feel like crying. I felt like smiling, I automatically threw my arms around him.

I laughed nervously while pulling back from the hug. "Who knew that Kacey Jackson is a big cry baby eh?"

"It's okay to cry some times Kacey, it's good to let it out." He said while patting my shoulders sympathetically.

"The thing is, it's not okay!"

I threw my arms up in frustration.

"Because," I continued. "I don't cry sometimes, I cry all the time. This is the fifth time I've cried."

"This month?"

"In two days!" I exclaimed while throwing my arms up.

I was angry at myself, for being so weak.

"Woah." He said with a surprised look on his face, he seemed quite sympathetic also. "Whatever's happened, I'm sorry for it."

"It's not your fault." I laughed, "don't apologise, but I appreciate it though." I looked into his eyes. I've never noticed how beautiful his blue eyes are.

"What?" He asked, chuckling nervously.

"Y-y-your eyes." I said still staring into the them, not breaking any eye contact whatsoever.

"Do I have eye bogies in them!" He exclaimed, feeling embarrassed.

"No, no, no,"

I moved his hand from his eyes. "They're so beautiful, I love blue eyes."

"Are you kidding me? I love brown eyes!"

We both began laughing. We started heading upstairs to take our seats again but church would've probably almost be finished by now. To get to where I'm sitting in church I would've had to go through one door and end up outside then walk to the other door to end up inside church. I normally do that so I don't end up disturbing anyone or bringing any attention to myself.

I walked out the first door and Anthony trailed behind me. We both stopped outside, instead of going back inside. The weather was beautiful today anyway, unlike yesterday which was a bit chilly. We were just standing there in silence, it wasn't awkward though, but he decided to break it.

"So..." He said while rocking back and forth.

He had his hands in his pockets.

"So..."

I smiled.

"Maybe we should go back in?" I suggested, feeling uncomfortable when I noticed a figure, most probably a man standing at the bottom of the stairs. He began to 'tie' his shoelaces when he noticed me staring at him.