Broken Embrace

Chapter 13

I felt the tears dripping from my face and my vision becoming blurry but I couldn't stop running. I didn't know where I was running I just ran until I couldn't breathe anymore.

I sat down against a cold brick wall, putting my knees up so that I could rest my head against them and then I let everything out like nobody was watching.

You should've known he was playing you. Dylan was right. You should've listened to him.

"You should try out for the athletics team or something," Dylan said breathlessly.

He leaned down and sat next to me, tilting his head back against the brick wall.

"Can you just leave me alone?" I yelled. The words were muffled because of the huge lump in my throat from crying.

Why can't people just leave me alone when I need space? Why did he follow me here?

"I already told you that I can't do that," he replied. His voice was soft and calm but held so much emotion at the same time. His eyes still held no emotion but somehow I could tell that he felt pitiful toward me. And the least thing I wanted was pity, especially not from him.

"Yes you can. I'm the nerd that nobody likes, the freak that people are too embarrassed to be with. I'm not good enough for anyone," I cried.

"You shouldn't have followed me. " Dylan said lighting up a cigarette. He was right, I shouldn't have followed him because then at least I wouldn't be crying pathetically over a guy that I barely knew. I guess I just thought that Alec was really different to all the other jerks. Again pathetic, I know.

"What do you want me to say? I should have listened to you because you were right all along? Is that it? You wanted to tell me I told you so?" I asked, standing up and beginning to walk away from him. Anger was the only emotion that I could let myself feel. I didn't want to feel the ache that had surfaced in my heart. I didn't know Alec well enough to fall in love with him but why did I feel like this? Maybe this was betrayal? Or maybe it was self pity, knowing that I was worthless?

"No that's no-" he started but I cut him off.

"Of course it is. Don't act like you care about me because you made it clear in the cafeteria that I wasn't good enough for you to be seen with. Just stop." I screamed, starting to walk faster.

"Hang on. Let me explain!" He called after me as I walked away but I wasn't planning to stop.

Then I felt a hand grip around my arm tightly and holt me to a stop. At first I attempted to fight his strength but I finally gave in when I realized that it was pointless.

"I didn't mean what I said, I just said it because.." He hesitated.

"Because what?" I asked but all I got was silence."You see there is no reason for why you said what you did apart from you meaning every word, so stop looking for an excuse and just tell me the truth. I'm tired of your bullshit!" I yelled at him in the middle of the street. Dylan looked nervous, I had never seen his face look that way before. He was always either calm or emotionless. He was never nervous.

Then I spotted a red stain on his t-shirt becoming bigger and bigger.

"Dylan you're bleeding," I panicked.

"It's fine, I'll be alright. Just let me explain," He protested. He was definitely not going to be fine. He needs to go to the hospital. I wanted an explanation but first I needed to make sure that he was alive to give me one.