Unrealistic Reality

Chapter 4: Unrealistic Reality

We made a plan. It is not the best, but it can work. The only thing I had to do is to get Elliot to trust me. The bell rung. I silently followed Elliot to his locker. Then I approached him.

"Hey, Elliot! Haven't talked to you in a long time!" He looked shocked to see me, but he covered it. He turned his head towards me and his eyes widened.

"Chloe? Wow, yeah it's a really long time. You look... you look beautiful!" I blushed at his comment and looked down.

"I know, it is a long time since we last spoke, but I want to talk to you. I wanted for a long time now. I know we had a fight two years ago, and I think it is time to make it up again, don't you think? We are much more mature now and I guess, with each passing day, I want to go back to the way it was." He looked at me with a little spark in his eyes and pulled me in a hug.

"I wanted to talk to you too, I just didn't know how. Let's talk about this at my house. You coming?"

"Yeah, of course I'll come." He nodded and walked to his car. I followed him, but before I walked away, I turned around and did the 'thumbs up' signal at Charlie. He chuckled and blew me a kiss. I just put my middle finger in the air and run after Elliot.
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"Wow, Elliot, your room hasn't changed at all since I last been here." I currently sat down on his bed in his sea blue room. His walls were blue and white and his furniture was black. He had a big desk and a king sized bed. There was a 50 inch television hanging on his wall, and I had to admit, I was jealous.

Although I knew fully well where he got his money from, I didn't mind. I mean, it is his business not mine. "Yeah, I know. I still like blue a lot. Two years huh? We haven't spoken in two years. That's an awfully long time. I still can't believe you are actually here, in my bedroom." I chuckled a bit and nodded.

"Yes it is, and I know. It feels strange, but oddly familliar"

"What went wrong Chloe? Why didn't you want to speak to me again?" I sighed and knew I had to get over with this.

"I saw you kissing Rebecca that day. She knew fully well I liked you so much, and still you did it. It broke my heart. When I confronted Rebecca she just shrugged and said, 'It's no wonder he picked me above you, I am way prettier then you. Did you really think for one second he liked you? You are so naïve Chloe. Grow up, this is the real world, not a fantasy.' I cried for days Elliot. She had really hurt me and my self-esteem. And you didn't come to me, you just left me.

I was alone, while you had Rebecca and all the other people, because they all liked you. But in the end, I knew it was the right thing to do. I don't do fake friendships anymore, I learned way to well how it ends. After a couple of months, I heard people say you and Becca broke up and I had a feeling I should've been happy. But I wasn't. I learned to let it go and it didn't bothered me anymore. I didn't care about you two anymore." I took a deep breath and continued.

"The past few weeks I've been thinking about you, a lot. I realized it was never your fault, because you didn't know how I felt. Although it's been two years, I have a feeling we can go back to the way it was. If only you would agree to that." I looked at him and saw he was lost for words.

"Well, the reason I broke up with Rebecca was because she told me your story. I never wanted to hurt you and I realized she was just a skanky bitch. I always liked you too Chloe, I only didn't know how to express my feelings.

When it came to you, I was Elliot. Just myself. Not a popular guy who could get any woman he wanted. The only one I wanted was you. It still is. Not matter how many girls I speak to, or how many girls I kiss, somewhere, in the back of my mind, I always knew it was you. It had always been you." At this point, my mouth hung open in shock. You have got to be kidding me. He always liked me?  Maybe this could work between us. Mayb- No! I came here with a mission.