Five Words

Chapter 48

~Ace

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher.

Cher. Cher. Cher. Cher. Cher. Cher. Cher. Cher.

Fuck that name. This name keeps on playing in endless loops in my mind, never stopping. I mean what is so special about that name that it won't leave my mind. I'll tell you. Nothing. Nothing so special about the name, and let me tell you that it is so fucking annoying to have it twenty-four seven roaming in my mind for no apparent reason. Again, it is not special. It is so weird, yet I can't stop thinking about it.

And of the person who holds that name...

Cher is definitely something. She is something for sure. That girl never gives up. She is so stubborn, so determined. She wanted us to become friends, and she got me right where she wanted me. I treated her like shit. I yelled at her. I insulted her friends. I insulted her boyfriend. I snapped at her on countless occasions. I ditched her for a whole week. I ignored her for a whole week. And all she wanted was one sincere apology and we moved on from there.

I tried to keep my distance from her. I was so happy that I went a whole week going out with Jolie. But she was nothing like Cher. She was really beautiful, really sweet, really cute. But she wasn't Cher. I couldn't stop comparing her to Cher. I tried my hardest not to compare the two of them because there's nothing to compare. My heart always went for Cher.

I don't understand it. I can't keep myself away. When I knew that my mother was going to extend our trip to another month and after Eric messed up our dormitory reservations, I knew that I wouldn't last another month without talking to her. I was barely keeping my tongue-tied around her. I would see the hopefulness in her eyes. I would see her mad at me for ignoring her and choosing Jolie over her. That wasn't the case at all. I had to apologize to her and I did.

She was mad at me at the beginning, then I got to her and she forgave me. She didn't hold a grudge. Her heart was too pure for that. She is too caring and I believe that her heart might be the reason she gets her heart broken by any selfish dude who will be lucky enough to date someone like her. She includes me in all her plans whether it is with her friends or a normal day she would spend working in the bakery. She cares for my well-being and my feelings. She keeps me company at times when I feel like I am so close to exploding, and she doesn't even know that she helps me sometimes by all the distractions she creates for me. She makes sure I eat something that I love wholeheartedly and not anything. She smiles at me all the times surrounding me with positive energy and light at all times. She doesn't just smile at me. She makes me smile too without meaning to. Hell, just looking at her puts me in a good mood.

Two years and I have locked up my heart away from everyone's reach, claiming that no one will be able to break through me. Two years, I have kept myself in my zone and anyone who came close to me ran away before they tried to get to know me.

Cher waltzed into my life, and I found myself letting her in without meaning to. I let her in on snippets of my life. She claims that she doesn't know anything about me, but she knows more than most people know about me.

I hate to admit it, but she has changed a small part of me and that is the only explanation as to why I'll do what I am about to do.

"Hey, Jolie." I stand in front of her to stop her from walking away from me.