Chapter 14 ~ Fool

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Things weren't going well with Hunter. He wasn't talking to Charlotte, Antonio, nor me. I was more than worried. My stomach turned at the mention of him. I felt guiltier than ever. Yes, I felt guilty because I was the main cause of Hunter and Antonio braking out into the fight, ruining what ever relationship they had. That was bad enough, but the fact that I broke Hunter's heart killed me. He was always on my mind no matter what I was doing or where I was. Eating my sadness out, in my dreams, but mostly in the shower, he was always on my mind. He stopped talking to me completely, including texting. I was dating Antonio, the man I had liked forever, but it just didn't feel right. He was more into the relationship than I was. Each time I checked my phone it was always filled with text messages from Antonio, but never from Hunter and each time I checked my heart sank a little.

Nearly four weeks passed like this. To me it was hell. I felt myself slowly becoming a wreck. I was ready to just ignore Hunter back and try to forget about him. After all, in the very beginning I just wanted to be with Antonio, right? Being with Hunter was never a part of the plan. I told myself these things so I could stop thinking about him. It didn't work. In fact, I just made myself more of a mess with my thoughts. I finally decided I would try to stop trying make things better with Hunter all together. At least I tried.

I munched on my fruit loop cereal which was completely soaked in milk whilst I thought about upcoming tests. I sighed and pushed my breakfast away. It was Thursday and I had to be at school in less than thirty minutes. I sighed and shut my eyes. I laid my head down onto the table.

I had a sudden flashback of Charlotte and I at the café and Antonio we our waiter. Then, I remembered the day after, when I first met Hunter. I remembered how we made a deal. In the end, Charlotte was loveless and although I was dating Antonio, he was as good as loveless because of the fact I no longer liked him. I was dating him out of pure loneliness, praying he'd cover up the holes in my heart and replace Hunter in my life but that wasn't going to happen. Hunter was different. So different I couldn't help but love him.

"Skye! I had a dream about my Prince!" Delilah skipped into the kitchen and struggled but managed to sit on a high chair beside me. I raised my head lazily.

"Prince?" I muttered, my eyes half-shut.

"Mhm! Remember? His name is Hunta!" She beamed.

"Hunta?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, you mean Hunter." I began to laugh but my voice faded. ...Hunter. I began staring off, my mind blurry and my mouth curled down into a frown.

"Yeah! Where is he? I miss my Prince!" She whined and looked at me beggingly. I snapped out of my daze and looked at her, gulping down my sadness.

"...I miss him too." My heart spoke.

An hour passed and we were doing attendance. Mr. Harrison's voice was the only one heard in the room

"Skye?"

"Here." I grumbled.

After several names being heard and responded to, Mr. Harrison came the name and read it. The name that didn't respond.

"Hunter?" Mr. Harrison squinted to Hunter's empty desk beside me. The room was silent.

"Alright, absent... Okay then... Ju..."

Mr. Harrison's words blurred when they reached my ears. I stared at Hunter's deserted desk. Suddenly, the classroom door slam open, I jolted up and my eyes immediately shot to the door to see what happened. Of course, it was Hunter. He seemed to be gasping for air, but he was silent. He rose his head to look at the class. His eyes scanned through the classroom, and when his eyes reached mine, we locked. He paused his desperate breaths and quickly looked away. I felt a dent in my heart as his eyes moved from mine.

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