Twenty-Five: He is very sweet.

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He is very sweet.

***Madison***

Joseph looked away from me as I stared intently into his electric blue eyes, what was wrong with telling him about my father?

Well...I think the real two questions are why did I tell him about something so personal and why did he react that way? It was as if I couldn't trust him that's why he told me to drop the subject.

Maybe that's the reason why...but he didn't have to react that way. I feel as though he shouldn't have reacted that way to be perfectly honest....

Come on, I just shared something significant and personal to me, and you react by wishing me the best and telling me to say no more? What the heck?

I felt that I could trust Joseph...

It felt as though he was trustworthy.

It felt right somehow to tell him about this.

I've never had this feeling before in front or to anyone...not even the prick jockass Sebastian himself, not even to him have I felt this way.

So why is it that I feel this way towards Joseph?

All the questions, they keep piling up as I try to read Joseph's unreadable expression. They keep piling up as I try to figure out all the mystery going on around Joseph.

It's all so confusing.

Maybe this is a sign that he isn't so trustworthy as I think...

I suppose I won't share anything too private or personal to him anytime soon...no matter how much I really want to.

They're right....whoever they are when they said it's nice and satisfying when you let your problems and pent up frustration out, it really soothes you and it feels as though a freaking huge weight has been lifted from your shoulders.

I suppose I'll back down for now...

"I'm sorry...it's just that...I'm just sorry." Joseph said, breaking the silence.

"It's....no big deal." I replied, scratching the back of my neck as I spoke.

The beautiful and comforting silence that ensued between us before were no more, and we're now engulfed in awkward and uncomfortable silence.

I hate it when things go awkward between us.

I really really hate it. In fact, I despise it.

It was so incredibly nice to feel the comfort and feeling that someone was with you and there for you before. Now it's no more. Now it's gone. Smart genius here had to ruin it...

I suppose all good things come to end.

I stood up arubtly after a while and dusted the dirt off my pants. "Well, we got what we wanted here, let's be off. I think your mum's worried about you." Faking a cough as I go.

That most definitely did not lighten the awkward mood and energy of things.

"Yes, you're right." Joseph mumbled, bowing his head slightly. "Thanks for showing me this place, it was so worth climbing all of those rocks." He was beaming, a slight tinge of red staining his cheeks.

Instinctively, I smiled back in return.

Now for the long hike back home.

**********

"That...was fun. We should do it again some time." I smile, hands behind my back as we stood outside my house, Joseph's mum waiting inside the car.

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