Just Me

Chapter 1 - Let Him Go

[Picture of  Leah]

Leah's POV

"I'm sorry." I muttered and looked straight into his blue eyes.

His blue eyes looked confuse for awhile then he masked it up and said, "Why?"

"Luke..I just..I can't." I looked down, tearing my gaze away from his blue eyes. I'm feeling guilty.

He sighed heavily and ruffled his hair harshly and walked away.

I stared at his masculine back as it dissapeared swallowed by the darkness. I walked inside my car and put my head on the car steering. I'm sorry, Luke. I muttered at myself.

I reached down to turn up the stereo. Soon the car was filled with the sounds of "I hate you" by Sick Puppies. Guilty. It's me inside.

People says that I'm cruel, arrogant, and heartless etc for rejecting all those guy that tried to asked me out, even Luke Sherman, the school's bad boy.

I turned the car to other direction. I need to calm myself down. Need to cleared all my jumbling thought.

I exited the car, and walked by the shore. Cold breeze blow my brown hair, clearing my head and calming my nerve down. I sat down and my hands played with the sand but my eyes focused on the rambling of wave.

Meghan Trainor's "No" blasting from my smartphone, scattering all thoughts. I glanced down to see an incoming call. From Collin.

I declined the call and mute my phone. I know I shouldn't but I needed my own breather.

2 hour later

I drove home and stopped the car engine then leans on the steering. I took a deep breathe then decided walked out off the car.

I stopped at the wooden front door. I turned the doorknob and entered. I scanned the room and I saw Blake poking his head from the kitchen.

He rushed to me and hug me. "Where the hell have you been!? We're worried." his voice sounded half screaming- half whispering when he pulled me away from his hug.

I looked into his grey eyes. His grey eyes piercing into mine. I took a step back and tear my gaze from him and looked down.

"Blake. Stop it. Leah. Go upstairs and shower then come down for dinner. Let's do the talking tomorrow." Collin said calmly, and he place his hand on the edge of Blake's shoulder when he tried to protest.

I nod and ambled up to my bedroom. I stroll into the bathroom, stripping down and turned the faucet on. I cleanse myself throughly. I grab my towel and wrap it around me then head for my room. I pulled out a shorts and a oversized sweatshirt and went downstairs.

I sat down the kitchen island facing Blake and Collin and beside me is Skyra.

I looked down my bolognese spaghetti and slowly shoved it inside my mouth. I could feel Blake's stare at me as if he's trying to look through me and waiting an answer from me.

Skyra and Collin continued to finished up their dinner. Halfway through my meal, I stopped and walked around Blake to the sink.

After that, I walked away from the kitchen until I felt a Blake's warm hand grab my wrist.

I stopped but didn't looked back. Tears burn at the back of my eyes.

Blake turned me to him and looked inside my eyes. "I'm sorry. It's okay now. It's not your fault." he muttered softly.

My tears pouring down. Blake hug me tightly as if he's afraid that I'll dissapear. My sob continues and I felt dizzy. I rub my swollen eyes.

Blake sweep me off my feet like a princess and carry me to his room. "Stay here for the night. I'll be here." he wishpered and planted a kiss on my forehead. My eyelid starts to flutter close.