Tomboy

#32. We bend dont break

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Axel

"Prom man! Perfect opportunity!" Said Cash.
"Yeah! Farrkk man! Do an unforgettable promposal!" Said Reece.
I let out a small laugh. Yeah. That'd be good but something wasn't right. Just because I made an unforgettable promposal didn't mean she'd say yes. I knew how was she was like. She was complicated but she knew her worth and apparently I didn't come close to it anymore.

After Cash and and the guys left I was left alone, my mom was already in bed and I was in my room, confused. I felt hurt even though I knew it was my fault and I had that feeling. That indescribable feeling you had when you want to burst into tears because of the weight on your chest but you can't bring yourself to cry. That feeling where you want to bash your fist into a wall until it bleeds in hopes that this feeling would go away. That feeling you couldn't explain the reason of to save your life.

That was what I was feeling. I shut my eyes and lay in my bed, thinking of how I could make it up. I knew that Lyric wasn't heartless, I knew she had some type of feeling left in her heart but only God knew if that feeling was directed to me at all.

I wanted to do an epic promposal, but I wanted her heart first. But to get her heart was to keep mine in check because I knew that if she let me in one more time, there was no place for fuck ups. She'd cut me off. I knew she would.

I sat up and picked up my guitar under my bed, I only knew how to play a few simple notes really, but I could try learning something.. something... Ugh forget it. I wasn't going to get her back. Why would she take me. Who would want me.

I got up and looked out the window, her curtains were drawn but her lights were on. I wanted to speak with her. It had already been a few weeks and I felt... alone. Like no one could understand me like she could. Like no one would listen to me like she could. Make me feel like she could.

So I called her. I risked a rejection and called her.

She picked up.

I didn't know whether to be happy or be frightened because now I had to talk.

"Hello?" She said. "Who is this?"

My heart sank momentarily, of course she'd already deleted my number.

"Uh.." I began, "Umm-"

"Ax?" She said, I could her her voice through the static, barely. As if she was whimpering, surprised and unsure whether to continue.

I took a deep breath. "Yeah. Yeah it's me, Ric."

"Hi." She said, her voice shy as if we'd never spoken before and I didn't know whether to punch a wall. I stood at the window, staring at her blinds, willing them to open as I ran my hand through my scalp, aggravated.

"Hey." I replied."You can hang up if you want to."

She didn't reply.

I hung my head low, not sure what to do as I cursed.

"Don't hit the wall. You're not doing anything to help the situation." She said as I was about to punch at anything near me and as she said that I was even more tempted to do so for she knew me too well. Too well for me to even think of letting her go.

"Listen... I'm sorry." I sighed.

"I don't need an explanation or a sorry, Ax. I didn't need to hear that because we were nothing even though... Even though I thought I felt something. But it doesn't really matter, Ax." She said letting out a shaky laugh.