Chapter Two

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Rivers POV

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Rivers POV

Trying to to put a plug on my racing thoughts about the events of this morning was almost Impossible. acting like nothing happened between my best-friend and his-girlfriends-friend was like trying to was lick to like your elbow. impossible. I rummage through my pencil case, I closed my hand around my airpods, and turned my music up to full volume hoping to drown out my thoughts with ridiculously loud music. even with every Stevie Nicks song I could think of blasting  in my ears my mind kept looping back to this morning. why couldn't I stop thinking about Talia? in the past when me and Talia would disagree on something I never really gave it this amount of thought. sure, for 10 years Talia was always on my mind, mostly because she was always finding a way to hate me even more that she did ten minutes beforehand. but this is different, my thoughts of her are starting to become more annoying than the real thing. I need to clear my head. just before I have the chance to get up from desk, somebody slaps an early dismissal pass on my desk, its Damien. Damiens older brother always specialised in forging documents and often writes us up early dismissal pass from our "parents" so we can leave early. Damien gestures to me to follow him. should I follow?  especially with what he's done, what am I kidding I can leave class early, I don't have to hang out with him I can just go home after leaving the premises. 

'thanks for getting me outta class, I thought I was gonna explode if I sat in that class room any longer" I said breaking the silence. ' Mr smith that boring huh?' Damien said while counting the numbers on the classrooms as we passed each door. 'hmm? oh, no he was fine'i said without paying attention to the words leaving my mouth. ' so what was it then?, a Girl?' he said while playfully nudging my shoulder. while yes this was true I had been thinking about Talia all morning, it certainly wasn't the context Damien was implying. ' yeah I guess you could say that' I replied in my best nervous tone, although it wasn't entirely an act. if Damien figured out I knew about him and Tiffany he would most certainly threaten me with some kinda blackmail like he always did. before he can ask me anymore questions about an imaginary girl he stops at class 28B. isn't this Talia's class? 'wait out here' he says before walking through the class door and whispering something to the teacher and walks out with Talia trailing behind him. 'ok guys walk out to the parking lot i'll meet you there in.. 10 minutes I have to pick up two more people to get outta class' Damien says walking away before disappearing around the corner of the hall. Talia gives me a dirty look, it almost looks like she's been crying, before turning away to walk to the parking lot. she disappears around the corner. it takes me a minute to catch up to reality, was Talia Linford crying, dose she know. and I turn to follow Talia out of the building. 

Talias POV

I feel myself tearing up. I tuck my long brown hair behind my ear. I'm sitting on the parking lot curb waiting for Damien to come back with Tiffany and our other friends. why is my life like this, messed up right from the moment I was born. tears roll down my cheeks. I can't help it tears flow down my face. I dont know why I'm crying its not like its even knew my mother. why dose she even matter to me? 'Talia?' I hear a voice from behind. I wipe my tears and turn to face the voice. its River. 'gah! River! what are you doing out here?!' my face goes all types of red. 'I'm waiting for Damien'. 'oh, Right' I say clearly embarrassed. 'are you okay, Talia?' river says in a softer tone like he genuinely cares. "hmm, me? I'm fine!' I say as tears flow down my face once again. way to go Talia most contradicting thing you've said all day. 'you dont seem fi-' I cut him off ' WELL I DON'T KNOW? MAYBE BECAUSE MY BIRTH WAS THE REASON FOR ALL THE MISERY IN MY FAMILIES LIFE". shit. why did I say that, rivers probably gonna laugh at me and tell the whole school and everyone will laugh at me. to my surprise river doesn't laugh, instead he sits down on the curb next to me and hugs me. all I can think to do is hug him back, tears roll down my face more than they ever have before I can't help but cry into his shoulder. 

we sit in each others arms for who knows how long his cologne smells musky, River smells nice. why is river whom I've hated for years letting me cry on his shoulder, it don't make sense. 'river?' I manage to say in between hiccups. 'yeah?'. 'why are you being nice to me?'. there's a long pause before River finally answers 'because nobody deserves to cry alone'. we make eye contact. I look into his bright green eyes. his face is full of sincerity. he's telling the truth. I bury my head back into his shoulder for another moment until I hear muffled voices from around the corner if pull away from river and wipe the tears clean off my face. Damien, Tiffany, and Jarred he's on the school footy team and a well known stoner and choof dealer, round the corner into the parking lot.  Tiffany runs to me and sits right next "Lia, look what I got us!' she says holding up 2 friendship bracelets. my eyes light up. she puts the ties the bracelet around my wrist I smile at the and tie the other bracelet around her wrist. "ok ladies lets get going Damien says gesturing to his car. Damiens car was a white Holden Commodore VX.  it was the opposite of mint. little dents all over the back door from the time wanna be gang members bashed in his car at a party. 'before we go, where exactly are we going with Jarred?' I ask Damien. 'shit I didn't tell you huh? 'tell me what?'. 'Jarred asked me to get him outta class early and I owe them" Damien says starting to walk to the car. I follow him and sit in the passengers side. I push the empty boxes and Bags of Maccas and KFC away with my feet. 

as we drive I look into rear view mirror back at River, he's got his AirPods in so he's probably listening to something or trying to not think about what happen between us. whatever he was thinking about he was doing a good job of hiding it. we pull up. at the train station, Jarrad obviously had to make a couple stops thought the suburbs that Damien didn't have time to take him to. "bye jarra see you at footy" Damien yells to Jarrad who stares blankly and waves. "so River are you staying with us or should I drop you off?" Damien says look at river through the rear view mirror. 'just drop me off' he says looking up from his phone.

Rivers POV

we pull into my drive way the large iron gates my father installed he was always extra loomed above us Gerald the butler opened them with a little button inside the mansion, I saw Tiffanys face light up and she shimmied closed to me and looked at me seductively as she tucked her hair behind her ear, I know she's using me she had always ignored me completely until now when she saw that I came from wealth. trying to Ignore her I look at Damien who is visibly pissed, I get outta the car at light speed no way am i getting involved in whatever love triangle they have going on. when I walk through the double doors Gerald in look at me real pissed, "why are you home early and in a car with the ghetto?, your father will not be pleased to hear about this". I gulp the ballot spit in the back of my mouth I completely regret not staying with Damien, Tiff and Talia. "lucky he won't' Gerald said calming my nerves. "enjoy your day River'. 'thank you Gerald, say hi to Catherine for me' I say walking to my room, Catherine was Geralds wife you tell intently that he loved his wife his tone always seem happy even by the mention of her name, Catherine and Gerald were like my parents when I was younger they quite often took care of me while my father was away on business trip like he was right now

 'thank you Gerald, say hi to Catherine for me' I say walking to my room, Catherine was Geralds wife you tell intently that he loved his wife his tone always seem happy even by the mention of her name, Catherine and Gerald were like my parents whe...

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