chapter 41

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What's so special about one star?

Each star of the universe is special, in their own way . I've always thought about myself as a star. I'm unique, just like every other person on this planet, that's why I accept myself as I'm . Because there's no other star like me .

There's no other star like him .

Maybe it's the alcohol, maybe my mind romanticizes every bit of attention or affection a boy shows me . Maybe it's just the way I think and act . But I can't help myself;

I look at him like I look at the stars .

Was he always that beautiful? Or it's just in my imagination? I never allow myself to look at him for way too long . It frustrates me . A part of me hates they way he acts or seems on the outside. I hate the way he makes me feel , and I hate the fact that it infuriates me how perfect he appears in my eyes . I want to forgive and forget about all the awful things he did or said , but for some reason I feel that's not gonna benefit anyone , because deep inside me I know .

I know that's only the beginning.

" What are you thinking about ?" He mumbles to me , his cigarette dangling from his mouth

I quickly glance elsewhere, now looking ahead on the unilluminated road .

" Nothing and everything " i half admit

" Everything?" He questions, this word drawing his attention

" Everything " I repeat

" Would you like to be more specific?" He asks , and I can hear his snicker from that far

A sudden cold breeze makes me interlock my arms on my chest . The sound of the fallen brown leaves brushing on the pavement that autumn brinks every year makes the hair on my body stand up .

" Are you asking me to open my heart up to you , Prier ?" I smirk looking on the ground, still walking slowly to savor the feeling

" I would be a liar if I told you I wasn't dying to know , what goes through that little mind of yours " he replies with a deep and serious tone , that I must say I find very prominent now

" Maybe I want to know what goes through your mind too " I bite back

" There's not much to know about my mind , Olivia ," he replies " very dull and boring "

" I don't think anyone can be boring," I look back at him " especially you " I admit without thinking my words first

I blink at my stupidity and quickly turn around, not wanting to sound more tender .

" You think ?" He asks chuckling

" I, I do " I say brushing my elbow with my thumb, to ease my nerves

I hear i thunder sound from above , and I glance up , seeing that the previous clear and beautiful night sky , has now been covered with dark clouds.

" Looks like it's gonna rain " he says exhaling " so we better hurry up because I'm parked far away-"

" What made you hate me ? "I ask cutting him off

I stop in my trucks and swallow the lump of my throat. My palms feeling sweaty and the pulse on my neck quicken .

I hear him stop too , his movement accompanies a long spine-chilling silence.

" What makes you think I hate you " he finally speaks

" You ," I turn around to face him " you made me think you hate me " I say being bold

" You said that you hated me " he replies taking a step closer

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