Accidentally in love (Dedicated to Paul Walker)

(Chapter 1)

Run. Run. Run. The voice echoed in my mind, don’t look back it said as I desperately tried to find my pace again. Why did this have to happen to me? Why me out of all people?

Why did my boyfriend have to cheat on me? Why was I the one who had to find them in bed together? Why? Why? Why?! I don’t know what I ever did to him? We were so perfect together and I know that no one is perfect…but we were the definition of perfect. Everyone used to give me jealous looks of how I had the amazing boyfriend in the world, the way he used to look at me with so much love, the way he used to hold my hand in his with sincere and that smile he used to give me showed me that he loved me so much. But I guess all of that was for no reason, all those important loved moments were for no reason. It was just a game- a game that he made me play and I did play it, he played with my heart, feelings and emotions. He wins this time and I lose in loss. You’ve won Romian. You’ve won. After all we had been through. I screamed to myself as I ran down the street with the air on my face; I took big steps to leap away from everyone.

I thought that everything was going as planned, but unfortunately it wasn’t. After what happened to my dad, when he found he had lung cancer…those aching nights were I heard him scream in pain, those nights where I heard my mom crying in torture…and those nights were I did both. Romian was always there for me smoothing my hair, whispering encouraging things into my ear saying that nothing would happen to my dad. He was wrong-they were all wrong. All of them, they lied to me; they said that it would go away and it didn’t. He spent all his time in the hospital and that’s where he is forever living there now, awaiting for his death to come and take him away from the pain. But no one will be able to take my pain away even if they tried. No one can do that to me. Right now…all I need is the love and comforting of my mom that is it. I don’t want to ask for anymore.

With all that running I guess I finally reached my house, taking a few steps to the front door I shakily took the house keys out of my jean pocket and put the key in the hole. Twisting it around I opened the door and stepped inside the house taking the keys out into my hand. Everything was silent, a little too quiet. Mom was always talking on the phone, watching TV or listening to the radio. But it was neither of that. My mom was always the loud one in the family. Dad was the quiet one and well I was always the hyper active one. I guess I had gotten that of mom and my looks of my dad. The house was still deadly silent. I took a step towards the living room door.

“Mom…..mom are you there?” Still no sound, wait I think I heard something. It sounded like shuffling. “Mom?” I said out loud confused, I picked up my pace and stepped in the living room to be shocked from the sight in front of me.

My mom. My own mom is doing this behind my back. Her sky blue eyes widened as her mouth hung open trying hard to cover herself, my eyes whizzed next to her to see a guy who liked my age-in his mid-twenties. He was looking at me blankly as if he never got caught doing the bad deed. His dirty blonde hair was messy as if someone (my mom) had ran fingers through it a lot of time. His brown eyes were shining in its own way.

“Alicia, sweetheart I can explain” She said as she was trying to find her clothes, her top was laying right next to my foot as I looked at it in disgust, I wish I could burn a hole through her clothes.

“Of course you can mom” I said bitterly.

I bent down and picked her shirt up throwing it at her, she quickly picked it up. I turned around in disgust and waited for both of them to get changed. I cannot believe that I find my mom, in the living room, on the sofa making out with a guy that is my age.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow then love” I heard the guy say.

 I turned around and saw that they were both dressed and that he was kissing her on the cheek.