Just A Game

28. Evangeline pt.2

Chase puffed out the smoke from his mouth in circles, dropping his head onto the headrest. I watched as he closed his eyes while he draws in a deep breath.

"I'm sorry" he says

I look away and out the window humming a sweet song. I didn't know what song it was or who its by but I've heard it before and never forgot the melody. I purposely ignored Chase and did not want him to see the hurt in my eyes. Not wanting to seem petty and unreasonable I just avoided his stare at all costs.

"I know that song" he whispered. "I'm falling in, I'm falling down" his raspy voice began to sing. I was now forcing myself not to look at him. "I wanna begin but I don't know how to let you know how I'm feeling. I'm high on hope. I'm reeling" his voice softened up. I scoffed not hesitating to say,

"That's not all your high on" when I  turned his way he rolled his eyes

"Jonathan Clay" he stated. Then I remembered. I remembered the song.

***
June 6th, 2013- over a year ago

"Why did you have to tell him about our love life? Don't you know he'll never let it go? They'll never let it go!" I shouted at him, balling my fists. "Now your stupid posse are going to mess with me for being a virgin till I'm no longer one"

"You're seriously worried about how they're going to bother you? I'm the one not getting any yet I'm still here. Who do you think is more pathetic?" He laughed but I was unamused "Shit. I dont even know why I'm still here. I wouldn't blame 'em if they started calling me whipped and started calling you Mary"

"Tell me why you treat me like this!" I demanded, stomping my foot. He pulled on a stupid grin thinking this was a game. To prove him wrong I grabbed the nearest object I could find and swung it at him without thinking. The beer bottle he was drinking earlier shattered into pieces from the impact clashing with the wall. Its liquid trickled down making a huge mess on his carpet. Lucky for him he dodged it before it could rearrange his face. "You see. That means I'm not playing with you" I pointed

"Are you crazy?!" He glared at me, jaw hanging. I folded my arms and fixed my posture.

"Are you?" I challenged. A catchy song blasted from another room and it stole my attention before I could see Shane come toward me. Next thing I knew his hand was the last I saw before I stumbled to the ground, my hand over my stinging cheek. It burned with fire that I could no longer hold it anymore, I needed it to cool down. Bringing my hand in front of my face made my eyes widen in shock. Red blood painted my finger tips vividly. To my surprise, seeing the blood made my cheek hurt more.

I hadn't realized Shane was shouting still until I looked up to see his mouth moving obnoxiously and spit flying from it while veins popped out from his neck. He look like a rabid monster.  
I didn't say anything to him. I quickly got to my feet and ran out the room. I had just registered that I had been holding my breath in and when I left the room I could finally breathe again. My mind told me to go back in there and apologize but my heart kept telling me that i didn't deserve that.

I traced the sound of music coming from down a couple of  halls. When I finally reached the source, I opened the door without knocking. The room wasnt completely dark because there was white light peeking from underneath a door. I stepped inside to get a better perspective of the room totally ignoring my bruised cheek.

" And I won't let you go,
now you know,
I've been crazy for you all this time. I've kept it close always hoping
with a heart on fire,
A heart on fire."

My eyes fixed in the dimly lit room. I was able to make out the queen sized bed and a computer desk area. The room was almost as small as a dorm room, slightly bigger. The radio sat in the corner, the radio the music was coming from.