Chapter eighteen – letters like Juliet
Missy's POV
I sat at the table watching them walk in the door together. So that's what Reeda's being doing lately? How dare she do that do me? As I watched them disappear into the aisle I couldn't do it anymore. I stood up grabbing my books and ran to the back of the library pushing out the back door. My eyes began to blur from the betrayal but I pushed on, running through the school grounds, which were pretty much dead.
I found my car and climbed into it quickly. I threw my books into the back seat and sat there gripping the steering wheel. I stared ahead and couldn't find it in myself to start the car. I took in a deep breath thinking what the hell was wrong with me. I was sitting here almost going insane over a guy I'd hurt.
And the worst thing is I couldn't bring myself to face him after what I'd done. I felt guilty as the tears poured from my eyes. I sat in the car for some time before finally finishing crying. I started my car and drove home.
When I got home I realised no one was there and I was home alone. I crawled into my bed pulling the blanket up to my chin. I leaned against the head board and sat there staring at the wall which was beautifully decorated.
My stupid life. If I wasn't rich would he still want me? Ha I'd bet he would have wanted me earlier, my family was both and burden and a gift for its money. It seemed like everyone wanted us for our money but sometimes there was a diamond in the rough. I felt like I could only trust a few people, and lately those people had been the ones I'd either ignored or hurt the most.
I stared at the wall crying again but I tried to stop. I couldn't do it anymore; no more did I want to be the girl everyone expected me to be. I was useless, only for the money. I wish high school was over so I could say goodbye to that part of my life and move on already. I had several jobs waiting for me if I wanted them. Maybe I could just leave now, get it over with. Nobody really needs a high school certificate besides I'm almost finished which is almost the same as finishing right?
I got up and began pacing my room too quickly. Eventually I ran out of energy and fell asleep on my bed. When I woke I woke to my phone beeping at me, I groaned but grabbed the phone. There was a message from Reeda,
Come to the park at three. I need your help with something. Matthew urgent!
I stared at the screen. Was this her secret way of telling me she was gonna talk to Matthew? Finally, I was so proud of her. I sighed glancing at my clock. Shit it was two thirty already. I jumped up and took a quick shower after deciding I looked terrible after staring at the mirror for two minutes.
After my shower I pulled on some jeans and a shirt grabbing my phone, wallet and keys. I jogged down the steps and raced out the door. I noticed my sister watching TV in the living room but I didn't say anything. By the time I was half way to the park it was three ten pm. Great, I was late and she was going to kill me.
I pulled into the parking lot at the park and climbed out searching for her. She paced by the toilet block, looking scared out of her mind. I jogged over to her and she gasped surprised.
'oh my god, I'm an idiot Missy!' she cried to me and I frowned and she fell against the wall sighing.
'um okay...why?'
'because...I just realised I spent most of my life hating the guy who lived across the street from me...' she told me laughing to herself. I raised a brow, fearing for my friends state of mind.
'okay...what has that got to do with you being an idiot?'
'because that person is...the person is Mathew. He's lived across the road from me for years. I don't know if you paid attention or not but he's birthday is two days before mine and we've both lived in the same houses our whole life. He was always across the street and remember all those times I turned down our sleepovers?'
