My Brother's Bestfriend and The Delinquent

Chapter 5; Past Loves, or Present Loves?

Ava's POV

After Luke and I's talk, the ride to school was silent. I could see Luke looking out the window from the corner of my eye. I didn't know what he was thinking but i knew that whatever it was, wasn't good. Even when we were kids, Luke had a tendency to be very stubborn. And that coming from me was a big deal because i was the second most stubborn person on this ear. The first being Luke of course.

I opened my mouth to say something: something i didn't even know i was going to say in the first place. I tended to have a bad case of word vomit. I don't have a filter and when i feel especially awkward, my mouth tended to have a brain of its own.

"Why didn't you visit me?" My eyes closed as the words spat out of my mouth. To be completely honest i didn't even want to know the answer to this question. Ever since i was five years old I've had a crush on Luke. A big, big crush that soon turned to love when i was twelve years old. At first when i figured out i loved him, i freaked the fuck out. I was twelve years old, in love with my brothers best friend, and i had problems going on that no one needed to know about.

I can still remember the day that i knew i had started to fall for not only my brothers bestfriend, but my bestfriend too.

*** Thirteen And A Half Years Ago***

Little Luke and me were at the school playground. It was recess time and all the kids were out running around and doing what little kids do. Dom was out sick that day, or so said father. To be honest, i didn't believe that Dom was sick; this morning he was perfectly fine and chipper. Yet when it came time to go to school, he was suddenly sick.

I was playing on the swings, my yellow floral skirt drifting back and forth in the wind. My dark brown hair was glinting in the sun, enhancing the reds, light browns, and auburn natural highlights.

I remember this little chubby kid coming up to the back of my swing. When i was coming back down, past him, he grabbed the chain of the swing. I flew off the swing, slamming my head into the metal bars holding the swing set up and fell on my arm. It broke it two different places and i almost fainted from the impact of hitting my head.

The next thing i know, there was screaming from behind me. I looked just as the sound of flesh hitting flesh reached my ears. I was used to the sound and only flinched slightly. I saw the chubby kid on the ground, his right cheek bruising right underneath his eye. In the next second, i small but powerful fist was smashing down on the kids nose.

I followed the fist up his arm, and to his face, slightly covered by his longish brown hair. I caught the flash of unique blue/green eyes and felt a smile form on my small lips. Luke!

Luke had come and defended me! I could feel the warm spread through my chest and tingles ran down my body. At the time i didn't know what it meant; all i knew was Luke was my hero.

**** Present Day ****

Ever since that day i looked at Luke in a new light. He was my best friend, my hero, my crush. And soon after, he was my love. I felt like i could tell him anything.

Well... almost anything. There was always that one thing i was terrified of telling him. It wasn't that i didn't think he would believe me, it was that he himself would be afraid and turn away. Abandon me. Be disgusted by me.

But all that didn't matter because he did that anyways. Five years. Five fucking years and he never once visited me. Never called, never wrote, never showed up. Just like every other fucking person that i cared about.

They abandoned me. They left me to rot in prison all by myself. Not even fourteen years old; yet they didn't care. They didn't love me, they never did.

But i was done with the self pity. I was done with being the vulnerable little girl everyone walked all over. I was a new Ava, i was strong, stubborn, and fierce. I wont let anyone try and control me again.

The high school came into view and i floored it into the parking lot. I parked quickly, took a deep breath and glanced over at Luke. His mouth was parted, his face contorted with some type of emotion. I think he was trying to figure out how to respond.

I decided to save him from answering. Not for his benefit but for mine. I was about ninety nine point nine percent sure i never wanted to know the answer. Let alone on the fist day of Senior Year.

" You know what. Nevermind. Forget I asked." I quickly mumbled out. I opened my door, jumped out and slammed the door shut. I took a deep breath, lifted my head high and walked towards my own personal hell.

High School.