I Want to Forget

Chapter 3

I sit on my bed, listening to music, trying not to think of what happened at the water park.   But it was hard not to.  I can't believe I was actually the reason Toby moved.  I think for a bit.  Actually it isn't my fault his friend's bullied him.  Is it a crime to like someone?  No!  It isn't my fault his friend's were jerks!  He has no right to blame this all on me.  I don't see him for almost 4 years and he walks in blaming me for all of his problems!  I can not begin to explain the amount of anger going through my brain right now.  I look out the window, it was raining.  My phone rings, it was Rose.  I pick it up.

"Hey," I tell her.

"Hi, Kailah said there was something wrong with you.  Do  you want to talk about it?" she asks.  I sigh.

"Yeah, I want to talk about it," I tell her.  I explain the whole dilemma to Rose.

"I am sorry Paris, that isn't right what he said to you," she replies.

"It is fine, but it just makes me so angry!" 

"Just let it go, he isn't worth your time.  In fact all the guys you have liked aren't worth your time."

"Rose, I have only liked two guys," I correct her.

"I know, and they are both bad guys." 

"Kobe wasn't...." I reply.

"Yeah he was he-"she stops.

"What?" I ask.

"Is it too soon?"

"Too soon for what?"

"To talk bad about Kobe," she tells me.  I think for a bit.

"....Yeah," I reply.

"Ok, well ummm I have to go," she replies awkwardly.

"Nice chat."  I hang up the phone.  Kobe wasn't a bad a guy, unlike Toby, and maybe it was too soon to talk about Kobe.  At first, when summer started, I thought I was over him.  It didn't take that long.  But once I walked into Freedom High, and I saw Kobe's friends and not Kobe, I knew I wasn't over him.  He was different than the other guys I knew.  He was special, and I let someone that special walk away from me.  Sometimes I should question my decisions, but I do things to keep them from  hurting me.  In the end, if I really care about someone I shouldn't let them walk away.  Of course I am only 14, I can't keep someone from moving.  I look out the window and see a shadow of a person.  I squint my eyes.  If I ever see someone outside my window I would freak out, but right now I was curious.  I open my window.

"Hello?" I call.  All I heard was the whistle of the wind, and the pitter patter of the rain.

"Hello!" I call even louder.  I hear a rustle in the bushes.

"Please show yourself!" I exclaim.  The shadow moves closer to the open window.  I quickly grab my phone and turn on the flashlight.  The shadowy figure turned into a human.

"Samantha?" I ask confused.

"I'm back, Paris..."she smirks.

"I haven't seen you since...January, in 8th grade."

"Yeah, well I am back," she replies," If you want to talk, then can we do it inside, it is really wet out here."  I make way for Samantha and she climbs in through the window.

"How have you been since.......you know...Kobe?" I ask.

"Um horrible, I am extremely depressed, and I want to kill myself.."

"Don't say that."

"No, it is true I can't live without him."

"You will find someone else, there are tons of great guys out there," I assure her.