My Dance Teacher

Chapter 37

Evas pov

I was falling.

Deeper and deeper.

I'm waiting for two large hands to pull me up.

For my tears are drowning me.

The walls of water are caving in on me,

Will those hands ever come down and reach me?

Or will they never imprint my dainty hands again?

My biggest fear.

With each minute I loathed to be with him.

Did I do something wrong?

Does he not know how this is affecting me?

My head is bambarded with the devil and angel on my shoulder.

The devil screams at me to let go.

To leave cody and find someone who respects and shows he cares about me.

But the angel calls out to me begging me to stay, to try. For if it doesn't work out, I can say I tried.

The tears roll down my cheeks. I am confused.

I don't want to get hurt.

It's funny because me and cody broke up and I am still so hurt.

Oh yeah I broke up with him.

Of course I texted it.

And of course he never replied.

Cody has the looks of a model I bet girls are getting at him and I think about what I should do.

I've pondered so much about him I realized I haven't even ate.

I grab a box of frosted flakes and a gallon of milk. I do not speak, I do not think.

I listen to my crunching from my cereal.

My heart is aching but I must ignore it.

Isn't that what Cody's doing?

Is their even a pain in his chest?

His toned chest with the little happy trail leading to--

I cut off my thoughts from the loud clatter of my spoon hitting the bowl.

I collapse on the floor instantly crying and bawling.

Why do I care?

Why can't I ignore him like he ignores me?

I realized my ma would be home shortly and she will bombard me with questions if she spots me in this state.

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I exit the shower and write C O D Y multiple times on the foggy mirror.

My heart stings and I erase the name from the mirror.

Just like he's doing.

Erasing my name from his heart.