“Damn it, Julian! Have you gone deaf from all of that music?” I said, pointing dramatically at Cassie’s house.
We stared at each other for a while and when he didn’t try to speak or interrupt me I continued, “You don’t get it do you?” I asked rising an eyebrow, I can feel my eyes welling up with tears but I continued anyway, “Stop trying to fix me! I’m. Not. Broken.”
He smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. And after what seemed like forever he opened his mouth and said, “Yeah, right. Keep telling yourself that.”
I tried to open my mouth and say something but he was already turning around, his feet leading him to the direction of Cassie’s house. I wanted to run after him. I wanted to tell him he was right, I am broken. To be honest, there were a lot of things I wanted to say him. But I knew it would hurt him. I couldn’t bear to do that to my best friend, he already gave up so much for me. So I let them hurt me instead. But I'm still holding on to that little piece of hope that maybe he'll turn around and change his mind.
Please. Please turn around. Come back. I silently pleaded.
But he didn't. And as I stared at him slowly disappearing among the huge crowd outside, I feel the tears finally running down my cheeks.
I feel like everything that happened in my life has led up to this moment. Him finally walking away tired of my pointless drama and too-good-for-anyone attitude and me running away again, leaving everything behind me.
