We walked back to my house, tears and a trail of my mascara running down my face.
"I can't believe it, Jennifer. I just can't", I stuttered.
"I know. You know how Marcel is. He doesn't know how to say things, literally. But Harry, I'm sure, was dying to tell you, It was just his brother and they've gotten so close. Just, don't get mad at him. You and him are best of friends and if he's moving to England, you're going to regret it."
She was right, I understood why Harry didn't tell me. As I've said in the past, Harry and Marcel grew a strong relationship, and the least they would want is to be in bad terms yet again.
As much as Jennifer encouraged me to fight my relationship with Marcel, I rejected. I knew long distance relationships wouldn't last.
"You and Marcel have the strongest relationship, I envy your relationship at times! You guys will make it, even though you're miles apart.", she said.
"I don't know. I just have to think about this, everything", I said and she nodded in understanding.
Marcel POV
"Please just leave me along guys, I have to think properly. My mind has just been exploding at the moment, and I need a break. Marcel, we need a break."
Marcel, we need a break.
I couldn't stop replaying that in my head. My heart ached constantly on the ride home. My mum apologized about telling her, she didn't know that I didn't so I forgave her.
Flashback
"You need to tell her Marcel", Harry said as we leaned against the granite counter top.
"I can't Harry. I don't know if I could handle the look on her face. She's already been accepted to her dream school, why should I crush it?"
"Why should you crush her?"
End of Flashback
I couldn't see her face like that, all because of me. I was leaving in July, along with Harry. My mum was flying back to England in the next week or so.
I never told Kassidy I was accepted to my dream school in England, Oxford University. I knew I should've told me, Harry has told me since the day Kassidy and I started dating. I always ignored him because I knew how Kassidy would feel.
Kassidy was okay with the idea of a couple of hours in distance, but she never imagined a whole country and a whole different time zone.
I went into my room and started throwing my books off of the bookshelf and began punching my wall until I stained my white walls red. Harry ran after he heard the large bangs and looked shocked.
"Marcel!", he said, "Are you crazy?!"
"I don't know anymore Harry, I can't think properly."
"Well, just give her time. She'll forgive you eventually."
"But what if she doesn't. I don't know what I would do in my life without her."
"As I said, give her time. She will be here before we leave to England."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
I listened to Harry's words and calmed down. He helped clean and band aid my fists covered with blood.
"Thank you", I said.
"Don't hurt yourself again like that, you hear? I don't want to see my brother like that again."
I nodded.
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