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Chapter 25

~A/N~

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Louis' POV

I turned off the engine and swiftly stepped out of the car, holding the plastic bag, and Lorena followed me a second later. My hands were shoved into my pockets as we walked side by side, a mere meter separating us though.

"Louis, I-" Lorena started, though I cut her off.

"Don't," I said in a low voice. "I understand."

I could see from the corner of my eye that she was looking at me, a not so happy look on her face. I couldn't really care less though; if it wasn't her, I'd probably be trying to think of a way to break the person as well.

I soon felt her hand on my forearm, and for the first time I looked at her; she pulled it toward her, and as soon as my hand was out of my pocket, she entwined our fingers.

"I'm sorry." Lorena said quietly. Despite the event that had taken place in my car a few minutes ago, I couldn't help but bite back a smile. That was like her own, indirect way of letting me know that there was hope.

"'S okay," I said, just as quietly. But it wasn't; it wasn't okay. In fact, saying that it wasn't okay was an understatement.

"Well..." She started again, just as we'd made it to the building where her dorm was. "I'll see you tomorrow, right?" She asked, seeming almost afraid that I might not want to see her again. Which was pretty much true.

"Of course. In Drama class." I smiled, not putting a lot of effort into convincing her that it was genuine. Mostly because neither of us wanted to smile in that very moment.

"In Drama class," Lorena repeated, and gave me a small, sad smile. Nearly as if she felt sorry for me. I wouldn't blame her though; even I was feeling sorry for myself.

"Um, Louis?" She called as I started walking away, not telling her goodbye or anything. I turned around, my eyebrows raised in response. What else could she possibly want from me?

Lorena slowly, almost hesitantly started walking toward me. When she was right in front of me, she quickly tiptoed and kissed me tenderly, her hand barely touching my cheek. Other times I would have bent down and picked her up, her legs on both sides of my waist, and pinned her against the nearest wall, like I always did. But this time, this time I almost wanted to push her away from me. To hurt her as much as she hurt me, and if possible, make her cry.

But I couldn't. It was Lorena, and I could never do such a thing to that girl. With any other girl, well, it wouldn't have been easy, but it wouldn't have been impossible. But this one? She could set me on fire and I still wouldn't want to get my revenge.

Lorena pulled away when she didn't really get a reaction from me, and I noticed her eyes were a little shiny as she opened them. My reaction to that, was also different from other times. Usually my mind would go "No, no, no, no!" and I'd do everything to try and stop her from crying, but now I just stood there and watched her. The sight was almost making me feel good.

"I'm sorry," She told me again, her facial expression reassuring me that she would start crying any moment now.

I just shook my head and pulled her in for a hug, mainly because I didn't want to make a scene and have people think I'd made her cry. I needed her to think that I wasn't angry. Actually, I wasn't angry. I was just... Disappointed, I guess.