Unbreakable

Chapter 16: LoveBug

Chapter 16: Lovebug  

Kamie

I pulled my math book out of my locker first. I found it utterly rediculous that we were forced stacks of books that weighed more than half of our body weight, but I had no choice other than to carry them.

I shut the door and spin around on the balls of my feet.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!’

I almost screamed.

Keene held out a bouquet of roses. They were vibrant with a scarlet color.

“Okay, you’re gonna have to stop scaring me like that.” I say, fumbling with my loose reading book. It hurdled toward the floor. Keene caught it with his one free hand.

“Wow. Very… Spiderman of you.” I titter.

“Thanks.” He smiles boastfully.

I situate my papers into a congruent pile with my textbooks.

“Oh, uh… theese are for you.” Keene says offering me the flowers.

I was completley caught off guard.

“Aww. Thanks.” I say gratefully, smelling them.

He seemed to be very thankful of my reaction.

“Oh. I got you something, too.” I say.

He excidetly rubs his hands together.

I reach into my purse and pull out a chocolate box then hand it to him.

“Aw. Thanks. You didn’t have to get me anything, though.” He says.

I raise an eyebrow at him.

“Really?”

“Ok, it would have kinda sucked if you didn’t get me anything.” He admits.

“Yeah. I know.” I say.

We lock hands and walk to our next class.

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KEENE

I got home from school that day, feeling much better, only because of Kamie.

I couldn’t get her smile out of my mind, I think about her eyes all the time.

“Dad?” I shout.

“Hey, son.” He responds, flagging me over from the couch.

“So how are you today?” I ask him

“How are you?” He retorts. “I asked you first.”

“Great. Now how are you?”

“Fine, dad.”

“Ok, then I need to tell you something.” He says, clicking the TV off with the remote.

Oh, god. I cling to the couch with my fingertips, bracing myself for the bomb.

“I went to the doctor today.”

“And?” I egg.

I sighs then scratches his head. “You know you remind me of your mom. She would give me the same reaction when I said something like that.”

“Dad, quit stalling.” I command angrily.

He blows out his mouth. “The tumor has gotten bigger. But it’s okay because-”

“No, ugh, god dad!” I say, immediately standing up, throwing my hands to the back of my head, recovering from the detonation.

“Keene, its fine. Because-”

“No, dad, it isn’t! Nothing is! YOU ARE DYING, DAD! Please, just for once listen to me.” The tears welled up, I wiped them away. I wasn’t as upset as I was angry. My body shook with anger; my hands trembled; trying to supress the screaming I wanted to do.

“Well. We need to be happy. Mom-”

“Mom would not-”

“Keene, would you let me finish a god damn sentence?” His voice became gruff.

I fell aimlessly onto the couch, hiding my face in my fingers.

“Mom would want me to be happy.”

“NO SHE WOULDN’T, DAD! PLEASE, PLEASE JUST LISTEN TO ME! I KNOW THAT’S SO GOD DAMN HARD FOR YOU, BUT I DON’T WANT TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU!”

“Watch your mouth, boy.” He smiles.

I had  enough, again he wasn’t listening.

I grabbed my coat from my room then ran back down the steps to the living room; I picked up my keys from the counter.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Dad asks me, still lounging on the couch.

“I can’t do this anymore. I can’t sit by with a smile pasted on my face and pretend that everything’s okay. Nothing is okay.”

I turned the doorknob.

“Son, you walk out that door and that’s it. You’re not allowed under my roof again.”

I took a breath, thinking intently.

“I’m sorry dad.”

And that was it, it was over.

AUTHOR NOTE:

Hey guys, I'm sorry it's short and I haven't updated in a while, but I 'm currently writing 17 which will be longer and shocking stuff will happen!

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