Tell Me This Is Love! (ImmortalHD FanFic)

A Fatal War?

(Monday) 7:00 A.M. Colorado High

It was Monday, the first day of the week, also the first day of our war.

Whenever Eddie and I had our disagreements, it ended with us on two separate sides of a battlefield with our close friends whom will have our back all the way until the end. Usually, the end of our wars were met with one of us agreeing we were wrong and resolving into our little relationship, but today, after all that has happened thus far, today marks the beginning of a fatal war; a war where there may be no resolving this issue.

"And I'm all to blame," I spoke to my steering wheel.

I was at school, earlier than usual because I had gotten ready for school surprisingly early. Well, not surprisingly, only because I couldn't sleep last night. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I was going to dread school for now on. I had already spent most of this school year on an emotional roller coaster and we haven't even reached the end of the first semester.

With the constant reminder of how dreadful the school year is going to continue from here on out, I began to contemplate on rather I should skip this or not.

Should I just ignite the engine and go home? I felt my grip tighten around the steering wheel as I continued the conversation mentally. Or should I just face this head on? There is no possible way that I can skip the whole school year and expect to pass.

Now, observing my options, I began to contemplate on rather I should resume home schooling. If I were still home schooled, I would have never ended up in this kind of mess; obviously. Each day wouldn't be filled with me making on a choice on rather I should end this relationship or keep going.

Then again, I remembered my continuously alternating relationship I carried out in the past, it's not like I deserve to look for excuses. This is all my fault.

Accepting my place as the problem didn't exactly help me feel excited or relieved. In fact, this acceptance made me feel even worse considering how easy it was for me to do so.

If it were that easy, we wouldn't be in this war in the first place! I punished myself.

Remembering I was still in the car, I looked through around the school parking lot, seeing more and more students arrive and leaving for the school building. I returned my eyes to the steering wheel, in which carried no response or possible solution to this internal conflict. If this was a war, I would be losing considering how I'm accepting my own defeat.

Surprisingly, a knock came at my window, making my heart skip a beat along with my instincts causing me to flinch.

I looked to the window, seeing Steven's smiling face on the other side.

"What are you doing?" he asked behind the glass; which muffled his voice.

Still an internal mess, I calmed myself down slowly, fixating my hair and clothes as if nothing happened, as if I was just adjusting myself well enough to look at least presentable.

Looking down at my gray skinny jeans and light gray sweater, there wasn't much for me to fix. Even so, I ran my fingers through my hair in order to look busy. Figuring I staled along enough for my heart beat to slow down, I opened the door in order to make my entrance into the world.

Steven, stepping to the side, watched as I shut the door behind me cool-like. He examined me before he opened his mouth to speak. "What's wrong?"

I scoffed, "Was I that obvious?" I looked to him, amazed at his abilities to see through my fake persona.

He nodded, "You're an open book Aleks." Unsure how to feel about this comment, Steven proceeded to ask, "What's wrong?"

I had already told Tiffany and Seamus about the new problem I created for myself only because I needed some sort of structure in my life. Realizing they had no possible advice for me, I figured this issue was an issue I should resolve myself.

Crafting a plausible plan in my head on the beat, I smiled superficially to deliver my response. "Nothing's wrong, maybe I'm not as easy to read as you suggested."

After a few seconds of doubtful silence, I headed for school before Steven could continue to press on.

Steven wasn't exactly the type of person I would want to confess this love life of mine to; mostly because it included him.

Our friendship had it's bumps and turns in the past, but no of our conflicts caused us to practically hate each other. In fact, Steven and I had never been in a situation where we really discussed our true feelings.

If he has any feelings for me still, I thought as I paced ahead of Steven, increasing the distance between us, then he's the last person I would want to bother with my own issues.

Remembering this plan I crafted in my head on the spot, I renewed my confidence and focused on it entirely. The plan, as simple as it is, is to find Eddie and give it to him straight.

I knew, after being a part of it, how emotions controlled and tested friendships; even if it's an indirect friendship. Keeping this in mind, I did not want something like what happened between Anthony and Eddie to happen again.

If it does, I bit my lip, I don't think I could ever trust myself again. 

Entering the school building, I rushed ahead without being aware of the fact that I had no idea where I was going. Even so, I was completely focused on discussing this issue over with Eddie before it became something big. I didn't know how he would respond to this, in fact, I figured he would most likely get angry over the idea.

I just don't want to be a nuisance, I began to plead desperately in my head.

"Aleks?" James' voice froze me.

I looked around, seeing him just behind me. I figured I must have passed him without noticing. In an awkward daze, I turned around and waved.

"Have you seen Eddie?" I took no time to ask.

"Oh, he's heading to the office," he simply replied.

Looking it over, I realized there was no underlying sarcasm coming from James at the moment. It was sort of strange seeing him respond so calmly that I had to ask.

"Did Eddie-," I stammered, looking down at my feet, "did he tell you about what happened?"

There was a questionable silence between us. I looked up to see no response on James' face, more ever, it seemed like he had already known; I figured since I read no confusion from his plain expression.

He nodded simply, "You guys are taking time apart?"

Obviously, he wasn't too sure about the news, but that wasn't what surprised me the most. What really got to me, was how easily it was spoken. I was expecting maybe an insult here or even a physical attack there but it seemed like the ordeal was sugar coated.

Did Eddie really not get angry? I asked myself.

"Aleks!" Steven caught up to me. He leaned over his knees, breathing heavily through his nostrils. "Why were you running away from me?"

Registering his question, I realized how sweaty my forehead had become along with my uneven breaths. I waved my hand over my face, getting rid of the hot fury that reigned over me. I never realized how dense I was until now.

Besides the point, I remembered James' being here, if James didn't react like I thought he would, I wonder what's going to happen when I see Eddie. 

The thought sort of carried an uneasy sensation along with it.