When I Saw You I Felt...

Slump

(April 27th)  

It was officially spring break, the weather was finally getting warmer. I was laying on the couch doodling in a paint app on my phone. My mom came from her room and opened the blinds. I closed my eyes, the light was giving me a headache. 

  Nathan was at work, he asked me if I wanted to go but I declined. I had just felt numb lately. I opened Instagram and the first thing I saw was a picture of me with the word 'Hoe' drawn in bright red sharpie. I kept scrolling and about ten people had reposted it. I felt anger rise in me. I threw my phone on my bed and went to the kitchen, trying not the think about it. I heard Nathan walk in the front door, He didn't look at me or say anything at all he just went straight to his room slamming the door. I was so confused, I lightly knocked on his door. 

He didn't say anything but I opened the door, "Um, what's wrong?" I asked. 

"You cheated on me?" He said in monotone not yelling at all. 

"What? No!" I said sternly. I don't know where he was getting this from, I have barely left my house in two weeks. I only hang out with him, Bliss, and Celeste. Nathan took his phone out of his pocket, and showed he a picture. It had the same hair and body as me but you couldn't see my face. The girl in the picture was kissing a boy with blonde hair, that's all you could see. 

"That's not me, Nathan I swear to god," I said desperately. It wasn't me, I don't know a blonde boy. 

"Nathan, I don't even know a boy with blonde f*cking hair," Nathan still couldn't look me in the eye. My voice was starting to rise in volume, I wasn't mad at Nathan I was mad at the world.

"Are you sure? You've been really distant."

"I'm sure, It's not me."

"It looks a hell of a lot like you." 

"It's not, I swear on my life." 

Without saying anything Nathan left his room, with the door open grabbed the keys and left. I went into the guest bedroom which was mine now, and sat against a wall in the fetal position. I covered my ears. I wanted all this sh*t to be over. Right now without Nathan, I would be alone, lost. That picture was not me, and I think I know who did it. I do not want conflict so I am just going to leave it alone. I moved to my bed and fell asleep. I woke up to Nathan shaking me. After my eyes adjusted I saw that he had a bloody nose. Still half asleep I reached out to help him, he politely declined.  

"Get up," he whispered. His voice was gentle but worried. I sat up and asked him "What's going on, what happened to your nose?" 

"It's nothing, I just know that wasn't you," That's definitely something. He took my hand and lead me to the living room. He took his backpack from a hook and went to his room and started packing clothes. I followed him. 

"What are you doing?"

"Let's get away from this," He said as he looked at me with no emotion in his voice. 

"Wait, come here," I said. He still has blood running from his nose. I wet a paper towel and held it to his nose.  We made deep eye contact as I tried to stop the bleeding. 

When I finally got the bleeding to stop, I kissed him on his forehead. "Let's go."

I started packing a pink duffel bag, when Nathan began explaining to my mom where we going, she didn't care.