Knight in Sneakers

Chapter 29 'Don't babe her you fuckface'

Entry 20

26th September, 2016.
Monday
8:03 a.m

Clarke Augustan

"Clarke?" He called out but I didn't look. I couldn't.

No, please. This hurts too much. Don't look at me like that. Don't call me out like that. Not right after you kissed someone else. Just p-please leave me.

"Listen I was drunk last night. Like wasted drunk, I didn't know what I was doing, I couldn't stop myself,-" before he could even complete his sentence of bullshit, I walked away.

I had to, right? That was the order.

He quickly held my elbow and pulled me back. That one single touch alone raised all the goosebumps and made me realize what I could potentially have but I'm losing. That one guy I end up falling for, falling so hard, and I trusted it would work, but now I'm falling alone. All alone. Just waiting for that second I'd reach the ground with a hard impact, breaking me into all thosw tiny pieces that I had just fixed myself back with.

"Hey, listen, I'm sorry. I just want you to know, it was a mistake okay? I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for leading you on-" He took a deep breath and continued, "I'm just sorry for everything." He looked at me but I didn't reply. I couldn't reply. I didn't trust my voice not to waver. All of this had been my fault too. I was sorry. If I had kept my distance, if I had kept it completely professional, things wouldn't be this way now.

But I couldn't help but fall for him.

"Clarke please say something?" He pleaded. He followed his dad's exact order and I should too. "I'm sorry, I know I'm stupid," He took another deep breath like he was struggling to say it out loud,

"I just never liked you that way." As soon as these words left his mouth. Dan came in,

"Whoa, what's happening?" Both, Aaron and I, didn't look at him, instead we just looked at each other drowning ourselves in misery that we brought upon ourselves. I just shook my head slowly in disbelief and shock at how naïve we were.

I can't believe I let myself sidetracked so much from my mission. I can't believe I let my stupid self cross the boundary. I can't believe I liked my fucking client's son. A lot.

"I guess it was a mistake. I guess it was my fault trusting you." I replied as I pursed my lips and nodded. I looked at him with a sad smile which I didn't need to force out, unlike my scripted lines.

"My fault." With that one last word I turned and walked away. I caught a glimpse of hurt flash in his eyes at my words. Which turned more miserable as he watched me walk away. The whole day was depressing, the news had spread, although I wasn't really sure if it was the truth, but people still felt that I needed to know their opinion, or their current stand, and gave me disgusted looks, pity looks, heated glares.

Seriously. Do you honestly fucking think I care you fuc-

Elsa, Dan and Jaiden didn't question me and I was honestly grateful for the privacy. I didn't really engage myself into an group discussion or activity, neither did Aaron. Kimberly would openly flirt and show an unbelievable amount of public display of affection which sort of put the whole table and me on the edge. Literally. I was at the edge of my seat, waiting for the second lunch would get over so I could be away from the golden couple. The only question I was asked was 'if I was okay', I would just nod and give them a believable smile,

"I'm okay."

I was so close to walking towards her and ripping her hair apart during psychology as I found her affectionately talking to Aaron. I took deep breaths as I sat next to Xavier. He smiled at me,