FALLING OUT OF LOVE

LEARNING THE TRUTH

Sometimes it's funny how we find out that we ain't suffering alone.

It brings about this warm feeling in out heart, knowing that someone, somewhere, is suffering the same fate, that person understands what you going through.

It's been a month since I met Elliot and we've become really close. Going to parties, studying, watching netflix

Were exactly so close, sometimes we are called bestfriends, but his more than that. Everything is great, I mean everyone is great in university, I have no room mate but Elliot makes sure I never feel lonely.

"Don't be selfish, pass me the popcorn". Elliot gulped a handfull of popcorn down his throat his such an idiot.
"I made the popcorn idiot, I'm not selfish". That's was his stupid excuse cause the last time I burnt it and now he doesn't let me do it again. If stares could kill, I'll be burying him by now, his so annoying, even for you Chase, his hell.
"Fool, you didn't let me cause I didn't force you". I said grabbing the popcorn from his hand. His such a fool.
I ran around the room, as he tried to catch up with me.
"Come on Lee....."... he paused as he watched for my reaction.
"I'm so sorry, I called you that, I'm sorry, i didnt...."
"Hey, Elliot, you didn't offend me, it just that it brings memories". I tried to same calmly, sitting down on my bed. He walked up to the bed and sat opposite me.
"What kind of memories?". He asked carefully, afraid I will cry or flip him off.
"You, mustn't tell me if you don't want to, is non of my business anyway". He said after a minute of silence. I was thinking how to start. To be frank I wanted to tell him about you, about us.
I looked at him, his eyes shunned with guilt, what if he knows you.
"No, I want to tell you, is okay, I would tell you". I sighed moving a little further away.
"His name Chase Adam, mine, Emily Scott, he was 17, while I am 15, we met in the most ironic place, we were opposite. Actually I was always different, he was cool and popular, I was shy, clumsy and act a little crazy, I liked it in my world, safe and comfy. Chase began to talk to me, I got suspicious. I felt this comfort around him, this relax and free zone. I didn't know what we were, I mean I was always shy around him and let him do the talking. Oneday we sat close to each other and I felt this warm touch on my skin, cliche I know but it was warm. I held his hands, he'll walk me home from school, even if I forget something and I have to go back he'll do if for me.
I love writing and Chase will always tell me I was good and will love to hear me read it. He loved reading a lot, so at night we'll read a book.
Chased and I were always to good to be true, I mean we were opposite, I never understood why a cute guy will ne interested in me, until I thought it was so too good to be true. I overhead Chase talking to his friends about how he just want to bang the sect girl with the V-card, and leave her. Chase and I spent so many lovely moment we never really had sec, but deep down I wanted him to take my virginity, he always told me to wait till we get married. I know right, he wanted to marry a freak like me.
When I heard him say he was just there for the body, I felt so mad, Chase led me to Christ and before he knew Jesus it was hard tod him. I never knew he could say such thing but I had no doubt that it wasn't him.
I began to move away from him slowly, I decided to approach him, tell him my mind. After that I avoided him. The night he came to my house to apologize, I told him, I bated him and I never wanted to see him again.
well my wish came through and that what happened he had an accident on his way home, as he was texting, he didn't see a car coming and it just hit him. He called me and I was so scared. Slowly my husband died in the hospital, ad never Got to go to collsage together, of get married".
At this point my knee was to my chest as I watched Elliot for his reaction. I was shocked he didn't play the pity card, he smiled warmly and that made Md smile too. He face changed suddenly as he looked at me intensively.
" I think I know who hit your boyfriend, it was my brother Mark, he was drunk and he struggles with the breaks". He said gently.
Many thoughts ran through my head, I didn't know what to say, if was like I was going to explode. I saw myself stammar
"Yo----ur sa--yin-g yo--ur broth--er k--i--l--led my boy--friend.
I was so confused, aloft of emotion fished through me. As I finally broke, I craved for it, the technigue, I wanted if so badly. The next word I said came our surprisingly."I need time".
Elliot didn't object, he walked out slowly as he gave Me a last reassuring nod closing the door behind him.

Then I broke, I let the demon inside me take over and I didn't want it to stop. I wanted the pain to go away, no more fighting against it. I embraced every sound.