Not Giving Up

[16] Forcing To Face The Truth

Wendy's POV

Ali's car gave out a loud screech as she stepped on th brake. I saw my brother stomping his way towards the front door. I too, hurriedly opened the car door and went out. Yes, I didn't have time to close it back, so screw it.

"Zack!" I called out his name. Crap, this guy is faster than lightning. Thanks to football, not! When I was already a ruler near him, I grabbed him by the arm. I was already panting for air. I let the oxygen entered my lungs before speaking. "Zack. Don't." I put a hand on my chest and tried to steady my breathing. 

"So you're just going to runaway?" His tone was higher than before, almost shouting at me. "You shouldn't be treated this way." He brushed away my hold and headed towards the door again. We reached at the door but before he could even knock, I stepped infront of him.

"Please." I said holding the tears that was about to come out. "This is not your problem. It's mine." I know Tyler's a jerk but I still care for him. I know, I'm stubborn. And besides I don't want anyone to get hurt.

"Are you out of your mind?! He's now shouting and I just wish this very moment that no one's home, especially Tyler. "Are you dumb enough to still care for him? He cheated you! Played games with you and now you stil--"

"Enough!" My heart is aching. I can't bear hearing the words that were coming out of his mouth. I know everything h said was true hut he don't have to rub it in. I had enough. A tear escaped from my eye but I wiped it immediately. His face softens as I did so.

"Wendy.." His voice was gentle, almost trailing away. "I know how hard it is. I know 'cause I've been there. I don't want you to feel what I felt." I remembered a year ago when his girlfriend cheated on him. He doesn't eat and locked himself in his room. He just goes out when he goes to parties and com home drunk.

I even heard him begging her to come back. I thought that was silly because she cheated him and still wants her back, but now I understand. After what Tyler did to me, somehow I still want him back.

My brother's a nice guy but ever since it happened he always goes out to parties. I even saw him go out with different girls every week. Maybe he's still trying to forget her, forget the pain.

I even told myself before that I wouldn't find a guy that would put me in the same situation as his. That I wouldn't beg for him to come back, and that's what I'm going to do now. "Wendy, you don't deserve this. There are still better guys."

I nodded. 

There are still better guys.

It's like saying, 'there are still many fish in the sea.' It's true. There are still a lot of fishes but there is only one Tyler, only one.

"I know and I will find a better guy someday." When the bruise is already healed. "And I also know that you just want protect me, but you can't protect me forever, Zack. Time will come that I have to learn things my own, including love.

"Wendy--"

Before he could speak another word I cut him. "Thank you." And I meant every single word. He hugged me and kissed my head. 

"Are you sure you don't want to do this?" I nodded in confirmation. "I'm sorry for dragging you here, Wendy." Then he chuckled. "But if you change you m--"

"I won't be changing my mind, Zack." He gave me a gentle squeeze before pulling away. I was about to ask Zack a question when the knob twisted. My heart stopped beating. What if Tyler was behind that door? But what if it was Ryan? Did they heard everything. What would I tell them?

I was standing there like a statue waiting for the door to be fully open.  I was expecting blue eyes as the door opened but instead I saw brown. A woman in her fifty's appeared. "Can I help you?" A warm smile spread across her face.