Invisible

Vacation Part Two

Celestia's POV

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled, outraged. "Celestia, you're causing a scene!" Matthew whispered.

"I don't care! Besides, this is a bathroom! There's no one here." I snapped.

Okay, let's get this straight.

I was in a vacation with Christopher, but this idiot shows up and told me that he'll be staying at Hawaii, at the same hotel, room next door, with Vanessa. Stalker much?

"You'll ruin my fucking holiday!" I continued. "You were supposed to stay in line. Now, you are going out of line! There are hundreds of hotels in Hawaii, and why the hell would you be in the exact same one as me?"

I ranted angrily.

"Coincidence." He said, shrugging, like it was no problem.

I jabbed a finger on his chest, pushing him back.

"You're. Stalking. Me!" I declared, ending it with a slap.

"I'm not, Celestia! I'm staying next to you, like it or not!" Matthew said angrily. Okay, he does not have a right to get angry at me.

"If you ever come into my room," I threatened, my eyes flashing and wore a sharp glare.

"I'll kick you on your manhood until you-"

"Okay, fine! I get it!" Matthew said, putting his hands up. "How come you're so inappropriate for a girl?" He questioned.

"And how the hell did you be so desperate to get me if I was like this?" I asked wittily, and strutted away.

"Cel," Chris started. "I heard you screaming, with a guy. Is it Jones?" He asked, his eyes gleaming with suspicion.

"Yes," I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I do not know what to do with him. Is he stalking me?"

"I don't think so," Christopher said. "He has a girlfriend brought here, hasn't he?" He asked in a matter-of-fact tone.

"True that." I agreed, and tossed my hair. "Let's check in."

Should I give you details about the vacation? No. Let's get to the important part.

"Why did you have to leave again?" I asked, trying to make him repeat it.

"Adelaide called me." He said. Adelaide was his sister, and one of my closest friends. "She's staying at Hawaii for the moment, and she needs me to come. Its urgent, and I can't bring anyone." He explained, looking guilty.

"I'm sorry, Cel, I-"

I cut him off.

"Its fine. Besides, Adelaide is your sister, she's your priority. Tell her I say 'hi'." I said, before pushing him out of the door.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy his company, but I like some alone time.

Suddenly, someone knocked at my door. I opened it, to reveal Vanessa, her dark hair pulled up in a messy bun. "Cel, please let me make it up to you by taking you shopping." She begged.

I smiled.

"Don't worry, I already forgave you for quite some time." I assured her.

"But please, just have a walk with us!" She pleased. "Us?" I asked curiously, and she moved out of the way, letting me see Matthew. I sighed.

I looked at myself. I was only wearing PJs. "Let me get dressed." Was my reply.

Then, I pulled back my hair, changed into a blue floral T-shirt, and ripped jeans. With sneakers, of course.

I do not dress to impress.

I opened back the door. "Ready!" I announced.

ON THE STREETS AFTER SHOPPING.

"OMG, I need a break," Vanessa said, carrying three shopping bags, Matthew carried three, and I carried two.

"I need to pee." She said, and went to the nearest supermarket. As she left to the building behind us, I snapped my eyes towards Matthew.

"Thanks for the shop and all, but I need to leave." I said, and walked away, but not only a few seconds, I heard him screaming my name.

"Celestia! Watch out!"

And he pushed me out of the way as a car hit him.

I froze. Time was ticking slower, everything froze. He saved me.

Matthew saved me.

And he could be dead.

I kneeled down, my hands covering my mouth, shocked as the car braked. "Oh my God, Matthew," I breathed out.

He bled.

And he was unconscious.

The driver was drunk, and ambulance appeared, along with the police car. "Miss, what is your relationship with him?" A nurse asked me. "I'm his... Friend," I said, not knowing what to say.

Somehow, it hurts to say I was his friend and not his girlfriend.

Okay, Cel, focus.

I stepped to the ambulance, along with Vanessa. I kneeled down beside him, and the nurses treated him. "Matthew, please be alright," I said, as tears began streaming down my face.

Vanessa was crying at the corner of the car.

"Please, stay with me," I begged crying.

"I'm sorry I blew up at you," I sobbed, as Vanessa stood beside me and pulled me in a comforting hug, but I can't keep my eyes off his possibly lifeless body.

"I'm so sorry, for everything, just please don't die! Don't leave me," I cried, and a nurse tried to calm me down, which she succeeded at.

I kept my tears inside.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, as we arrived to the hospital.

"I'm sorry."