Cloud nine (Romance)

Chapter 7: Minhs Idiotic Gambit

(Pov Minh)

Shortly as our lips were about to touch, I was kinda excited. I was kinda interested. {"I didn't like him as much to want a 'kiss' but ever since I laid on his firm chest as we were sleeping last night I felt completely safe. Like I said, I haven't had many friends since I graduated from highschool about three years ago. I never was that social. Since I suck at showing my emotions, I also have very unhealthy thoughts about things such as self-mutilation. I'm glad I've never gone through with those actions I used to have when I was younger, but it still haunts me slightly.} All of this I was thinking about as we were slowly moving closer.

I was so ready until he moved away. I was ushering him to tell me why he did that and why he stopped. I just wanted answers. As he closed the door in my face I jumped in shock at the noise. I fell down in a squat as I put my hands on my face. Tears slowly form and begin to leak out of my eyes. I fall to the ground, my knees on the floor in a bent back position. Why am I crying, I barely know this boy and I'm not even.. No, I wont think about it.

I then see its bright daylight and look at my phone with one hand, while with my other hand I'd still be holding the other side of my face with liquid coming from my eyes faster than ever. Without even being able to look at the time and day I see my wallpaper. It's of me and Max doing a silly little pose. It was the second time we met. I remember it as clearly as ever. I remember we talked about random things until I was talking about his hair being sloppy, I still loved the way it looked. The poof was cute in an odd way. I drop my phone at the sight of it and lay my back on the flooring as I look at the ceiling. I don't know what to do anymore.

I walk home without any emotion. I dont care anymore. "The bottom of a bridge is just one short jump away" I think to myself as I walk through the door. The room is still messy from the night before. I just walk into the living room, and sit on the couch. The same burgundy red blanket lay beside me. Two glasses sit on the table, both of them empty. I don't feel the strength to go pick them up. I just want to sit here, never to leave the couch. I just stare off, contemplating what happened yesterday. "Should I have said more to him?" I ask myself, as the day slowly turns to night. Without a single thing getting done. "Why am I like this?"

After some time has passed, I hear my phone buzzing on the side of my desk. It says "unknown number". I pick up the phone for whatever reason and I hear this. "H~hello, is this Minh." I stay quiet. "This is Naomi." I slightly look up at my phone. She talked over my slight breath as I was about to talk saying "Max just called me about what happened." "Are you okay?" She says kinda awkwardly. I make a little groan. "Well he said that he's sorry and he wants to apologize and clear things up. So whenever you want to stop being so upset, come to my house, I'll send my address to you." She then sent me her address. I hung up on the call and messaged her saying that I would come.

I slowly compose myself and get ready for the absolute shit storm that will happen in the next thirty minutes. Right as I was about to exit through my house, I received a call from Naomi again. I accept the call and I'm instantly greeted with her saying that Tyler doesn't know. That made me at peace knowing that everyone didn't know what happened. I open the door and start walking to her house.

As I'm about to reach the street she lives on, I start to get very scared realizing I'll have to explain why I've been sad, thus explaining my mental issues which I don't want to do. As I'm stalling opening the door, I see the door move open slowly in an ajar type of way as it opens and I see Max's face with dry reddish eyes. "Is he really as emotional about it as I was?" I think to myself lightly. While sniffing he holds out his hand and tilts his head to the side signaling he wants to go to the room in that direction. I hold his hand being guided by it as we move to the living room with Naomi sitting on the carpet on the floor with a book in her hand. She sees me and instantly moves up, dropping her book in the process to give me a soft embrace. "I'm not ready" I say in my head.