Good Enough

Chapter 30- Stars Can't Shine Without Darkness.

MFor all the stars out there. Always shine, don't let anyone steal your light. ❤❤

*~*~Brody's P.O.V~*~*

"You watch me bleed until I can't breath, I'm shaking, falling onto my knees, and now that I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches."

As I continue to do my homework, I hum silently to myself to the tune of Stitches by Shawn Mendes.

Quality song, that. Quality.

I try to lose myself in Calculus and Percentage change, but I can't help but let my mind drift back to that person.

The person I adore.

The person I love.

Natasha.

She really scared me that day. With her sudden Fearful demeanour. She looked so frightened. So, so frightened. I'd never seen her that scared before. I had always thought that she was this strong, bold, confident girl who wasnt afraid of anything. Though, I can't say I wasn't. Because I was. Very. Who wouldn't be shitting their pants when they are literally two metres away from an ongoing murder?

But I knew that I had to help that woman. Fear is just a feeling, you can't let that feeling take over you. I was scared, so, so scared. But I knew I had to do it. I had to help her. I couldn't let fear consume me and stop me from doing the right thing.

But I did.

And it wasn't fear of the murderer. It wasn't fear for that woman. It was fear for Natasha. I feared for her. For her safety. For her health. When she fainted, that's when I let fear consume me. I didn't know what to do. I didnt know what had happened or why she had fainted.

That's where I had to make a decision.

I had a choice. I could help the woman. Or I could help Natasha. And in my eyes, that was an easy choice.

So, like the knight in shining armour I am, I decided to save Natasha. I took her back to my car, and drove her to the hospital; ignoring the desperate pleas of help from the woman.

Because after all, fear is just a feeling. Love, is an emotion.

And I couldn't let my feelings overwhelm my emotions. I couldn't let my fear be the reason due to which Natasha could have ended up being seriously hurt.

I would never be able to forgive myself.

But, speaking of which. What did happen to her? The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with her that should have caused her to lose consciousness, and that she was perfectly fine. So, what was wrong with her? Why did she faint? I had so many unanswered questions, and nobody to ask for answers.

It was all a big mystery.

Snapping me out of my deep thoughts, was the sound of my music being paused, and my phone beginning to ring loudly.

Hoping that it was who I thought it was, I excitedly grab my phone from my study table; swiping the lock screen in order to see said caller; only to scrunch my face up in displeasement.

Ugh. Amelia. Again.

Just what I needed.

Deciding that I was really not in the mood for her pointless bullshizm, I ignore the call and let it ring; placing my phone back on my table.

Just this once.

As I place the phone on the table; I grab my pencil and continue to do my honework.