Unintended (Steve Harrington x OC)

Chapter 7

Thanksgiving break was approaching and I was looking forward to it because I hadn't seen Scott since summer and we haven't talked a whole lot in between, our schedules just making it hard to and one of the last conversations we had was about the fight with Billy. Scott was going to be flying in the day before Thanksgiving and flying out the Sunday night following it. My phone rang Wednesday morning as I was getting dressed. My mom and I were going to be heading out soon to pick up Scott, and I was the only one in the room at the moment as Emma had gone downstairs to help with breakfast. I picked the phone up and said hello. I was not expecting the voice on the other end.

"Hi Rachel," Scott said.

"Hi, aren't you supposed to be on a plane right now?" I asked.

"About that, I am not coming. I never intended to."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't really see a reason to fly out there for only a few days to spend with someone I don't love or want to be with anymore."

My heart broke, he didn't love me? After a year together, he says he doesn't love me? I think I could put together why he is really breaking up with me, the distance and that I won't have sex with him and it is clearly something he wants in a relationship..but to do this now? Why hadn't he done it before this?

"We're over, we have been for a while."

He hung up the phone after that, no goodbye or sorry for stringing me along with seeing him this weekend. Nothing, just the dial tone in my ear before I hung up. I stared at the phone in my hands as I sat on my bed. Tears streamed down my face. I heard a knock on the door and my mom asking if I was ready to go.

"We aren't going anywhere, Scott's not coming. He said he doesn't love me so why fly out here?" I cried onto her shoulder once she came into the room.

I just remained upstairs for most of the day, but was called down to help get food prepared for tomorrow. My family liked to prepare for holidays in advance, so I was expected to help. I needed to just make it through the next few days without breaking down. As I entered the kitchen I could tell that my mom had explained things to my grandparents and Emma, Scott was not mentioned at all the whole time we worked. My dad showed up after dinner, he had gotten leave to spend tonight and all day tomorrow with us. He would have to leave first thing on Friday though. My mom told him what had happened and the only time I cried was when I was in my room and sure that Emma was asleep.

Thanksgiving day I hadn't thought of Scott the whole day, I just enjoyed the time with my family. Cooking, eating and watching the football game. When the day had come to an end I laid in bed, silence in the room and I began to cry softly. I didn't want to wake up Emma so I sobbed into my pillow, I didn't expect to feel a body next to mine. I picked my head up to see Emma laying down with me, she put her arm over me and hugged him.

"He's a jerk, he isn't worth your tears" she whispered.

I just smiled sadly at her, she stayed in my bed and we both eventually fell asleep. The next morning, after I had woken up and went down for breakfast I told my family I wanted to be alone for a while so I took my bike, had my bag over my shoulder and headed for the park. The weather had been getting cooler and the leaves were falling. I closed my eyes as a breeze passed by, I laid down in the grass and soaked it all in. Tears began to run down my cheeks and I began to sniffle, there was no one else around so I didn't care how much noise I made.

"Rach?" I heard a voice suddenly and quickly wiped my eyes.

Steve was already at my feet when I opened my eyes, how long had he been nearby? I hope he didn't hear me. He couldn't have been here for very long as I made sure no one was around before I let myself cry.