𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

Chapter 9

RUE'S POV

Silas opens the door for me and I enter the diner. It was four in the morning but despite that, the colorful lights were still on. There were three people, each looking a little bit dead inside.

Perhaps we all had a piece like that. I was sure I did.

Silas and I sit down in a booth, ordering my milkshake and his hot chocolate. Silas detested coffee. I didn't love or hate it. It was simply okay.

Once the waitress leaves I watch Silas focus on me. I didn't know why but I felt irritated. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? That's all I wanted, he was such a pest.

Sometimes I even regret ever meeting him. He suffocated me.

"Rue. I'm going to be straight forward. What's wrong? I've seen you struggling these past few weeks. You know you can tell me whatever, right."

I hated myself for hating him. He was just trying to help me. But how could I tell him what was wrong with me if I didn't even know?

I was confused and a huge mess that he didn't deserve and I was so upset that he always came back. I don't want to hurt him but I keep having these fantasies....

"It's nothing." I shrug.
I hear Silas sigh.
"Rue, please," He pleaded.
"I know those nightmares aren't nothing."

He was pressing on my buttons and I was seconds away from snapping at him when Zale came over to our table.

I look at her and her little group of friends. They were all laughing and being so loud. "Hey, Rue! Long time no see." She giggles. Her face was red and her eyes sleepy. I knew instantly she had been partying.

"Hi." I mumble. I really didn't want to interact with her. With nobody.

"Who's this hot fella?" She says, sitting next to Silas. He clearly looked uncomfortable and it switched something inside me. I felt angry.

"I'm her boyfriend." He scoots away from Zale. She flips her blonde hair off her shoulder as if trying to look nice for him. The fuck?

Zale looks at me with a judgemental expression and back at her friends who were giggling, watching us as if we were TV. They've got serious mental problems.

I notice one friend take out his phone and record us.

"Her boyfriend?" She puts her head on Silas' shoulder. I feel my face heat up. Our waitress comes to our booth and puts our drinks on the table.

"You're her boyfriend?" She exclaims in disbelief. "You've got horrible taste." She says. I can feel my eyes widen, my nails digging deep into my palms. "Excuse me?" Silas says. "I mean, why be with a loser like her when you can be with a girl like me?"

My world froze when I saw Zale cup Silas' face in her hands and kiss him. A nice slow kiss.
Her lips on his.

Zale is dead to me.

Silas quickly pushes her off him and stands up, looking at her with disgust. "Hey!" I yell as I get up and stand in front of Zale. She looked at me with a bored expression and it angered me even more.

"Get the fuck away cunt!" I didn't even process what had happened. I felt a sting on my cheek. Zale had slapped me.

"I never really liked you, Rue. You were so annoying and weird. I just felt pity for you. Without me you're just pure fucking trash, you know that."

It was silent and silence was destroying me. She was not about to get away with this. "You're fucking delusional if you think I ever begged for you. I give no fucks about the misery you call a life. To me your just gum on the bottom of my shoe."

"You crazy—" She lunged toward me but before she could do anything I grabbed Silas' hot chocolate and threw it at her.

Her screams filled the diner. She crawled to the floor, crying. Her friends panicked, the smiles on their faces gone. "You monster!" Zale yelled as she covered her face. I felt a rush of excitement.

Now I knew what was wrong with me these past months. I had felt nothing. No emotions. I have no loved ones but when I looked at Silas it was as if he was a stranger. I had become too vulnerable and it was killing me but now? Now I felt good. I feel a smile creep onto my lips.

Silas kneels next to Zale, trying to help her. He looks up at me, distressed.

"What's wrong with you?"

All of a sudden I felt my heart drop and the smile fade as quickly as it appeared. The excitement vanished. What really was wrong with me? No.

What ever was right with me?

I felt my breath shorten, eyes tearing up. I turned and ran out of the diner. I could hear Silas calling out for me but I didn't care. I ran and ran until I couldn't breathe and yet I pushed myself and continued, feeling the icy hair fill my lungs.

I wanted to run away, away from the monster. But how could I if I was the one?