Lost With Romeo

Happy Ending?

I sat up on my bed, my eyes puffy and red from crying what felt like all day in the hotel room. I wouldn't let anybody in the room and I had barricaded the door so nobody could get in, either. I balled myself up and cried a good, long while. The hot tears seemed to have no end to my sorrow. Is this how a heart breaks?

Why does liking someone this much hurt so much more? My heart hurts so badly. It feels as if he just ripped it from my chest and crushed it in front of my eyes. A pounding came at my door and I could hear Ali's muffled voice alongside Raurke's.

"What did you say to her?" Ali demanded.

"It is none of your business. Now move, I need to talk to her," he curtly replied.

"It would be nice if I could get in but because of you she barricaded the door shut, you dumbass!"

"DAISY, OPEN UP THE DOOR!" Raurke desperately pleaded.

"WHY SHOULD I? YOU ARE AN ASS!" I screamed back from the room, voice hoarse.

"I.....I WAS MAD! I'M SORRY! NOW CAN YOU OPEN UP THE DOOR?" he yelled back to the closed door.

"ONLY WHEN YOU LEAVE!" my hoarse voice shrieked back, my heart breaking into a million more fragments of heartbreak.

"GOD DAMMIT!"

I heard the door get punched and Ali say quietly, "You will scare Daisy."

"NO I WON'T! DON'T YOU GET IT?! SHE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO IS NOT AFRAID OF ME LIKE THE REST OF YOU! SHE IS DIFFERENT FROM YOU PEOPLE! I CAN'T AFFORD TO LOSE HER!" I heard him yell in desperation. A minute later, a small knock came.

"Daisy, it's me, Ali. I am the only one out here. Can you let me in now?" she whispered softly through the door.

I slowly made my way over to the door. I removed the furniture that barricaded the door. I opened the door, tackled Ali in a hug, and cried in her arms. She hushed me in the room and sat me back down on the bed, stroking my hair as I began to cry again.

"What happened with Raurke?" she questioned me.

"He called me ugly," I wailed, beginning to cry harder.

"I did this for-for hi-him and-and he called m-me ugly. Ali, I really li-like Rau-Raurke a lot." I sniffed, trying to form a complete sentence.

"I know, hun, I'm sorry. I just think he was angry that you defended Tylor. That's probably why he said that stuff," she reassured me. I cried even harder and she rummaged around her bag. "I bought ice cream to eat!" Ali said, pulling out a delicious pint of homemade, fresh-churned ice cream.

I smiled, and maybe even giggled, as she whipped out two spoons and we dived in to the cold confection.

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"Simon confessed that he loved me, but I don't like him like that. He's only a friend to me. For some reason, I like Raurke. Raurke was forced into my perfect life, turning it upside down. Now look at me. How could this happen with in just three days?" I questioned, empty ice cream container lying forgotten on the counter.

"Well, love can do amazing things, you know. You wanna know how I know this?" Ali said, turning to look at me.

I looked at her in silence and slowly nodded. She responded by saying, "I love Simon. I always have. I knew he was going to confess to you during this trip, but I love him enough to let him go."

"Why don't you confess to him instead of regretting all your life that you never asked him out? For all you know, he might be the one," I consoled my friend.