Shattered Hearts

Chapter Seven: Avyanna

Home
(n.) Where I can be ugly in peace.

Avyanna POV:
My head hurts. It feels like my heart is being ripped out and crushed.

I should have known better. He never really liked me. Why was he leading me on?

This hurts so much. I barely knew him, but I feel so devastated.

I'm so stupid.

I thought he was different. But of course he chose Biannca over me. I am never put first.

I ran into my car. I looked at the schools tik tok and there is already a video of me posted. They caught me crying. I will never hear the end of this.

I feel light headed. Everything around me is blurring. My palms and neck are sweating. It feels like it's 100 degrees here.

My arms and hands start trembling. My breathing is labored.

I can't breathe.

Someone help.

I try to grab my phone but it keeps slipping out of my hand. I run my palms on my jeans trying to dry them.

I try to grab my phone again and am successful.  I dial my brother's number.

Ring, ring, ring. Come on pick up. Pick up, pick up!

While waiting for Adonis to answer, my phone slips out of my hand. No, not again.

I tried to pick up my phone but I couldn't find it.

I need it. Where did it go?

Adonis: Hello?

Oh thank God.

Me: Hi

My voice trembles as I talk.

Adonis: Avyanna! Avyanna what's wrong? I'm at the airport now. I just got out of the plane. I will be at home as soon as I can.

Me: I think,think, I am having a panic attack.

Adonis: Ok, I need you to breathe. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

I follow his directions. My breathing becomes more evened.

Adonis: Where are you?

Me: In my car outside of the school.

Adonis: Listen to me, I want you to go into the school bathroom and splash water on your face. Take some more deep breaths. And when you feel your ready drive home. I am on my way now.
We will have a movie maroon and tons of ice cream.

I love my twin brother.

Me: That sounds amazing. Thank you for answering. I love you.

Adonis; I will always be there for you.  Don't be afraid to call me. I love you, see you at home.

I ended the call.

Ok let's do this. I am going to walk into this school unaffected. I will show everyone that they can't break me.

As I enter the school I'm not surprised to find the hallways empty. It is lunch after all.

I quickly run into the restroom, but immediately want to run out after.

"Oh look who it is," smirks Bianca. Could this day get any worse.

First I have to witness Bianca and Grey kissing, now she is going to torment me. When is it all going to end?

I walk over to the sink and do what I came here to do. I don't even try to entertain Bianca.

I'm about to leave when Bianca closes the door. "He's mine," she seethes, "Back off!¨ 

I scoff,  ¨you can have him." This shocks her. I use this to escape the restroom.

I all but ran to my car. That wasn't so bad. Could have been much worse.

I hear a pitter-patter. Great. It's raining.

I happen to love the rain, but I didn't bring an umbrella today. I'm going to be all wet.

There aren't many cars on the street. This makes me feel better.

I always feel self-conscious when I'm driving in the rain. You never know what could happen.

I pull up to my house safely. Home sweet home.

My car isn't the only one in the driveway. He's here!

I rush into the house forgetting about the rain. As soon as I see him I jump up to hug him.

I missed him so much. Even though it's been only a day, us twins are always together.

He picks me up and hugs me tight. He starts spinning me around and we both laugh.

"I missed you sis," he says. "diddo," I respond.

Eventually he lets me go and checks my face. This is a routine with him. Every time he leaves he looks to see if I'm hurt anywhere.

"What happened at school," he gently asks. He knows I'm still sensitive about the subject, so he's being careful.

Great to have a twin that knows you like the back of their hand.

"This guy I liked kissed Bianca after he told me he liked me," as i said this a tear slips out of my eye. He quickly wipes the tear away.

"I'm going to have a talk with him tomorrow. Let me guess his name is Grey," he asks. I nod.

I don't question how he knows.

When my brother says talk he doesn't mean talking. He means beating the other person involved up.

No matter how many times I try to convince him out of it, he'll still do it. Something about 'protecting my lil sis.'

He's older than me by a minute. He doesn't care though, He still calls me little.

"Let's watch movies and stuff our faces with ice cream," he says.

And that's what we did.

Eat ice cream and watch movies.

Thoughts? Suggestions?