"No, no... we'll defenitely talk later again, I promise" I told Bradley on the phone as I put another book away in my bag that was standing on my bed, getting ready to work on the project again, which should normally be the last time today.
I was nearly ready and wanted to leave but Bradley didn't want to leave me alone as I had promised him that I'd help him today with some stuff around the house, which I forgot and now I had two things planned.
My only option was to cancel helping Bradley, as the project was more important since it had to be almost done but that wasn't as easy as I thought. Obviously I knew he wouldn't let it go so easily but that telling him that I was sick today also didn't work, wasn't what I expected either.
He kept on asking me if he could come over but whatever I said, it didn't work, not even telling him that my mom didn't want him to worked.
I sighed.
"Look, I really have to go, I feel terrible and I'd rather sleep right now" I then coughed, pretending to be sick.
"Okay fine, but if something's not okay you call me immediately okay?" He said, finally gaving in and god was I happy.
I really want to stop lying to him, that's why I just want him to agree because the sooner he believes me, the less I have to lie.
I just always feel so terrible when I do but if he wouldn't always get so jealous, I wouldn't have to in the first place and plus, this is only for a school project, it's not like I sneakily want to hang out with him behind his back.
"I will" I replied.
"Okay, love you, bye" he said, sounding kind of sad.
"Bye, love you too"
I then ended the phone call and put the phone away in my pocket.
I then sighed again.
This so wasn't right... but why did everything have to be so hard?
It was now wednesday, the only possible day where I could work on the project with Martinus before it had to be finished. I was exhausted and honestly I wasn't really looking forward to it, even though I knew I had to.
I had now put all my stuff away, at least normally I did as I was never really sure. One good thing about not being at Bradley's before now though was that today I could at least take my book with me so I wouldn't have to make up any excuses to get myself out of that one.
I took the bag and swung it over my shoulder. I then took my jacket that was previously laying next to it and took it with me. It wasn't really that cold outside but that was only just in case I would need it and like that I left the room.
I walked downstairs, left the house and went straight to my mom's car that was parked across the street since I didn't have one myself. Usually I'd say goodbye to my mom first but since she had to work yet again, I couldn't.
I know you may probably be wondering, why don't you do this more often then? Well, I only wish I could. I am just lucky today that my mom decided to go to work on her bike today instead of driving, normally she never does. Guess luck was just on my side today.
I unlocked the car and got in, after that I immediately started the engine and started driving away.
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After some time I then finally arrived at their house again, the drive there did take a little longer than before though, around 25 minutes but maybe that is because I lived further away from their house than Bradley did.
I then parked the car a little bit further down the street, killed the engine and got out of the car. Of course in the meantime I had also send my mom a text message, letting her know that I used her car so she wouldn't be surprised when she got back.
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𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝘽𝘼𝘿 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐, Marcus Gunnarsen
Fanfiction⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙ It hurts. All these years of trust, believing, maybe a little of doubt a few times but I always came back. Maybe I shouldn't have, because in the end, it only left me in tears. Well, at least, I still had him... the person who...