It's not just complicated, it's a disaster

Disaster (Chapter One)

Chapter One

I had been dreading this day since I knew it was coming. If you had told me two months ago I would’ve been jumping for joy, filled with excitement, now... well I’d rather go and die in a dark hole. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it all sounds a little drastic, but trust me, it’s not. I’d rather not even think about it, I needed a distraction, anything!

“Hey, Alex.”

I spun around on the spot. I forgot I had been in the school hall. I smiled at the person who had decided to grace me with their presence. Blake Heathens. Once and ex-boyfriend of mine, now a best friend. He’s always there for me whenever I need him, I can tell him anything and he never judges me. He always listens and I always listen him. Sometimes I think he’s replaced Zeke.

“Hey,” I smiled.

“What up?” he asked.

“Not much, are you okay?” I asked him, frowning.

“Perfectly fine,” he answered.

“Don’t think I don’t know what today,” I said, giving him a look.

Blake sighed slightly and started walking down the hall. I sighed too and followed him till we reached his locker. He opened it and leant against the ones near him, just looking at him.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he complained.

“Oh, come on, you’re lying about not being upset. I think it’s okay to be upset,” I said.

“It’s not a big deal,” he muttered.

“Not a big deal?! You would’ve been with Tara for six months today, half a year! That’s a long time,” I pointed out.

Okay, let me explain. After discovering Tara and Blake all cosy in bed, they started dating, and let me tell you these two were in love. They were so happy together, and it seemed like nothing could go wrong, they were the power couple, or well, they used to be anyway. A week ago they suddenly started fighting and the next thing you know, Tara’s ended it, and she’s in her room crying for five days.

“How do you know that anyway?” Blake asked me.

“It was on the calendar. Well, it used to be anyway. Tara got a pen and tried to scribble it out, but that didn’t work, so she just tore the page out. We no longer have a February,” I told him.

I saw how that hurt him, that Tara hated him so much.

“It’s okay if you’re still in love with her,” I told him.

“No, it’s not, because she doesn’t love me back,” he said.

“What happened between you two anyway? I mean, I don’t mean to be rude, but you were so happy,” I said.

He sighed again. “Honestly, I don’t know. We were talking about colleges and how Tara wants to go to New York or something and she wants me to go with her, but I don’t know yet. I kind of want to stay here and all... and she just snapped and started staying something stupid stuff like ‘does that mean you don’t want to be with me anymore?’” he said, mocking Tara’s voice slightly. “I seriously don’t know how to deal with your kind, Alex.”

“My kind?” I frowned.

“Women,” he answered.

 I smiled, and pretended to look at my nails. “We are a complicated species.”

“Yeah, you are. Like right now, I can’t understand how you can pretend that nothing is wrong when Zeke is coming back today.”

I straightened up on the locker.

“No big deal,” I muttered.

“No big deal?” he quoted. “Ever since you broke up with him, you’ve changed.”

Okay, yes, it’s true. I broke up with him. I had good reasons though, reasons no one knew, because, well it was actually kind of painful. It had been two months ago though, and he was in Australia, and I broke up with him over some video chat thing, and haven’t spoken to him since. I thought I wouldn’t have to either, but one month ago Harriet came to me and told me that he was coming back, because Zeke’s father had lost control of the company in Australia. I was... scared. I didn’t want to see him again; I didn’t want to have to explain everything to him. It tore me up inside.

“So what are you going to do?” Blake asked.

“Avoid him, hopefully,” I added, “and if all else fails, go hide in my locker.”

Blake smiled slightly. “Talking to him might not be a bad idea.”

“If I talk to him, he’ll just question me constantly. He’ll want to know why I broke up with him and I can’t give him an answer,” I said.

“First of all, you don’t know that, and there’s a problem if you can’t give him an answer, Alex,” Blake said.

“How is there a problem? I don’t have to tell him anything,” I said.

“He was.... well is in love with you, you at least owe him an explanation,” Blake said.

I gave Blake a look. This was what it was usually like with him. No matter how awkward the conversation got, I always felt comfortable around him. He also knew when I was getting too angry for my own good. He knew when to back off and also when to keeping pushing forward.

“Okay, I’ll leave it alone,” he muttered. “Sorry I brought it up.”

“You should be,” I said slightly, standing up as Blake shut the locker. “To class then?”

“To class,” he agreed.

Of course I didn't tell Blake everything like I had told Zeke. They weren’t the same people… I felt so much for Zeke when I was with him, I didn't feel that with Blake… oh, and the key word there was ‘felt,’ I don’t feel that anymore.

“Alex,” Blake said, in a warning voice as he stopped walking.

I stopped too and the completely froze realising why he had stopped. There was stood, right near the front door of the school. Zeke… another one of my ex’s. I looked over at Blake who wasn’t even looking at Zeke, or me but at Tara. All of my friends were there welcoming Zeke back.

Harriet and Kane were still together. They were going strong, nothing could tear them apart. Cassie was still single, but after that whole thing with Austin, she didn’t really want to get back into the dating scene. Mike had seemed to take over Kane’s reputation, and had actually managed to get a girlfriend or two, but his current status was single. Jess and Jen were still exactly as they were before. Tara had changed slightly; she was a lot better than she used to be. Teachers weren’t finding her bras in closets anymore at least. They were still my old friends, with one new addition. Kassidy Kennedy came to our school about a month ago now. She fitted in quite well when she came, she had the whole hairstyle thing going on, having black kind of hair with colourfully highlights, which was something that fitted well in here. I’m not going to say there was anything wrong with her, actually she seemed very nice, and smart, and was studying to be a fine art professor; well that and she played about ten instruments or something. She fitted in nicely with our group, and now Zeke was back, everything was almost the way it used to be.

“Let’s go,” I said to Blake quickly.

He gave me a look and nodded.

I knew I couldn’t avoid Zeke forever, and I knew soon enough my friends would realise how bad the break-up really was. I hadn’t really told anyone what happened, I didn't really want to talk about, still don’t to be honest, but when I did break-up with Zeke, he promised me he wouldn’t give up trying to get me back, because he knew something was wrong. Guess I didn't really take that seriously… until now.