Catch Me When I Fall [BxB]

Boo. You've Been Ghosted.

My heart feels shattered. I've been looking forward to this so much, and now it sounds as though it's not gonna happen.

"Is everything ok?" I ask. The woman is quiet for a few seconds.

"Yes, it is. Thank you for caring. Tyrone just... needs to be alone right now. He's going through some stuff."

Concern creeps inside me and I can't help but ask more questions.

"Is he okay? Did something happen? Is he mad at me?"

"He's not mad... at you. He'll be alright, he just needs some time."

I nod and swallow. The woman looks like she wants to say something, but doesn't know how to. After a few awkwardly silent seconds, I wave goodbye to her and walk back home.

"Khai, what are you doing back so early?" As soon as the words leave my mom's mouth, I burst into tears, audibly crying.

"Oh sweetheart, what happened?" My mom pulls me into a hug, then sits down with me in one of our lounge chairs. I wait to overcome my emotions a little before attempting to explain, confused at the same time.

"I didn't see Tyrone. Only his mom. She told me it wasn't a good time right now."

"Oh, you were so excited, that must be heartbreaking." My mom sympathizes with me.

"So I'm not crying for no real reason?" I ask.

"No, you have every reason to cry."

My phone buzzes. It's been doing that all morning already.

"Is that Tyrone?" My moms asks, sitting straight. I shake my head sadly.

"I don't have his number. It's probably Scarlette. She won't leave me alone and it's exhausting." As I say this, I suddenly realize what's wrong.

"That must be it, Tyrone needs space. I'm doing the exact same thing to him. I'm being too clingy. Everybody hates clingy people."

"I wouldn't say hate, Khai. And not everybody does."

"Tyrone clearly does. But it's okay. I think I'm okay with it. We can still hang out, I just need to give him some space. When he's ready to be around me again, he will."

Hazel doesn't seem convinced, but she doesn't shut down my theory, either.

"So this Scarlette girl... you don't care for her much?"

"I wouldn't say that. She's great. Really friendly, but she gets in my space and I get overwhelmed by her quickly. How could I not see that I was doing the same thing to Tyrone?" I sigh. "And... Scarlette does give me space. She doesn't protest when I tell her I want to be alone or if I'm hanging out with someone else. But I don't give that to Tyrone." I realize. 

But then I also remember that Tyrone never asked for space. 

Not directly. 

He did tell me to 'fuck off' multiple times and was persistent in that fact that we were not friends. 

But I must've forced my way in somehow.

"Honey, it's not for sure that you're the issue. He's probably got other stuff going on in his life. I don't think he'd invite you over if he needed space." My mom brings up. 

I nod and sigh, and even though she has a valid point, I can't help but think I'm the problem.

After a doleful weekend of overthinking, I sadly trudge to school.