King of Hearts ≫ teen fiction

nineteen

A L E X ;

As Anastasia stared, I felt my heart beat rapidly against my chest.

I didn't know how to react, but instead I left. I couldn't face the pain her presence brought me.

It was too hard to stare at her straight in the eyes anymore cause all I saw was sorrow and confusion.

It was too much to handle. She told me to give her time, and this was how I was going to go through with it.

Stay away from her.

And maybe it was for the best. Just to save not just mine, but her heart too.

And the thought of it kept me sane. But just a little.

I trudged my way to the nearest seat and plopped down, letting my backpack slide down by arm and onto the floor.

I didn't pay much attention to class. I guess it was cause Anastasia sat in front of me, making my heart race everytime she twirled her hair.

Or everytime our fingers would brush up against eachothers when she passed papers down the row.

"Anastasia, why aren't you writing down notes?" The teacher stopped midway lesson and turned our direction.

The class too, turned towards her, giving unwanted attention that made Anastasia shift in her seat.

"I-I don't have a pencil." She whispered, almost inaudible.

"Ask around. Don't be shy."

Anastasia was hesitant for awhile, which made me feel bad.

I usually lent a pencil or two. But that was before this whole thing happened.

When no on answered, I fumbled into my backpack and reached for a pencil.

I tapped lightly on her shoulder. "Here."

She reluctantly turned around and smiled. But she never met my gaze.

But I still caught a glimpse of her eyes, making me freeze in place from her beauty.

And it was true, she was beautiful. No, she is beautiful. And it didn't take a genius to notice it.

She took the pencil from my hands and copied down the notes from the overhead.

A few minutes past and I scribbled what's left from the PowerPoint.

Just as I was about to leave after the bell, the teacher called after me.

"Mr. Adams, Ms. Williams."

I nonchalantly snapped my head back to the teachers direction.

"Yeah?" Me and Anastasia said in monotone.

"Come to my desk please." She straightened a stack of papers on her desk.

We were both confused but proceed to her desk anyway.

"Yes Ma'am?" Anastasia asked, kicking at the floor with her binder clutched against her chest.

"Are we in trouble?"

"No," the teacher laughed and ajusted her glasses. "Far from trouble. I must ask." She tightened her hair up with a hair tie.

"Are you guys doing okay?" She furrowed her brows and smoothed her shirt down.

"Never better." I forced a smile, seeing Anastasia's confused state of schock through the corner of my eye.

"You sure?" She tutted.

"In fact, we have gotten much closer." I lied, yet again with a forced smile.

The mid-aged teacher didn't look convinced but let it slide.

I made my way to the door until I felt a tug on my wrists.

I turned around, rubbing my wrists from the grip.

"What." I snapped at her.

She looked slightly taken back and I immediately regretted it.

But she then returned her expression to emotionless.

"Alex talk to me." She pleaded, letting go of my arm.

"What else is there to talk about?" I laughed and shook my head in disapproval.

"Us." Her eyes filled with hope.

Hope for is to start over. Hope for us to forget this never happened. But it did

And it never gutted more in my life.

"Us? What about us?" My tone was harsher than I intended.

It surprised both of us.

"What are we?" She looked as she was on the brink of tears.

And I turned my head away from her gaze. I couldn't see her like this. It broke me in ways unimaginable.

"What are we?" I said through gritted teeth. "We are absolutely nothing."

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