STORY OF OUR LIVES

Chapter 12 - Allya

Edited

Allya's POV

Yesterday, a day that happened before today. A day that is now in the past. The day Jared Anderson talked to me.
The day I can't keep my mind off until today. A day that was Tuesday.

And the day that shocked us to the bone.

I was in school right now, eating my delicious lunch made by a private executive chef known to the whole world and a loyal friend of mine, Averana Quiran .

No one has spoken a word and our table was deadly silent. I know that they are waiting for me to speak up about what happened yesterday, but I know that they will want to punish him,for a bit, because of what he did. I cant let that happen. I won't let that happen.

It was very shocking , to say at least , that he was the first person to talk back to us like that. To have a complaint, and to demand something from us. And he already knew not to mess with us from the start.

I admire him for his bravery. I could tell that he was beyond nervous when he confronted us based on his tense and a bit shaking figure, he was playing with his hands and he looked at other directions when talked to me, yet he still did it . For the sake of his friend .

I admit , I really do admire him .
I admire his bravery, his thoughtfulness, his guts, his looks, his.... everything.

In short, I have a tiny crush on him. Ever since he kind of comforted me, while I was crying my heart out when I found out what that bastard Christan did.

Flashback

The sun was out and gone. The sky was grey, the wind was strong and fierce, and the hard pouring rain was cold.

I was drenched and soaking. I was cold and heartbroken. I was tired and a bit hungry.

I pulled my clothes and coat around my body, but it didn't give me any warmth at all.

The City of love was a city of heartbreak for me.

My feet were sore because of all the running I did earlier, and as I noticed that I was far enough from him . I began walking. I didn't shed a single tear. I didn't stop walking
either.

I didn't know where I was. I didn't have a specific destination. Until I saw a playground, not far from where I was.

It was stupid for me to come to surprise him when in the end I was the one surprised. It was stupid of me to run of without my bodyguards.

It felt like running was the only way to solve a problem. My heart felt like it was torn into pieces, stomped over and over again, tortured to the point that I just wanted to die, Right then and there, to stop the pain.

But of course I couldn't that. I don't have the guts and bravery in me.

Instead, I sat on a swing. Slightly going back and forth, remembering all the happy moments we had and all the sad ones we shared and fixed together.

I thought about how he could do this to me. Was I not good enough for him? Did I do something wrong? Is there something wrong with me?

But the question that has been lingering in my mind was the question that I really wanted to be answered and explained.

Did he ever love me ?

I couldn't take it anymore and I just broke down.