When Domineering Met Awkward (boyxboy)

Chapter Thirteen: Ambrose

My heart hurts, is the first thought I have as I wake up the next morning. I can't believe I was so stupid. How does someone forget to break up with someone. I ruined everything. Fresh tears roll down my cheeks as I lay there in bed. I look up at the ceiling, noticing a small crack in the dry wall. I lay there for hours not being able to even move a muscle. My thoughts all jumbled, full of self hate and loathing. I miss him so much. After he walked away from me I came home. I ignored my parents the entire night even when they came knocking on my locked door. Even my sister tried. I didn't answer any of them. I called Garrett 50 times and left him 20 messages. He didn't answer any of them. He opened them but didn't respond. I pick up my phone, no new messages. I sigh, maybe I should call him again. Although he may be at school. I'll wait, even though it may kill me. I put my phone down then roll over in my bed.

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"AMBROSE!! AMBROSE!!" someone screams.

I jerk awake, my mothers face inches from mine. Her eyes hold fear while her face is etched in worry.

"What's wrong?" I mumble.

"You weren't answering me I had to have your father break down your door. What is wrong? You came home yesterday and don't talk to us at all neither did you eat. What's wrong with my baby?" she was near tears.

I glance towards my door, my fathers tall figure blocking it. My door leans against the wall. He really did bust it down.

"Nothing Mom. Don't worry about it" I tell her.

"Don't give me that bullshit Ambrose. You tell me what's wrong right now" she demands.

"Garrett broke up with me" I whimper.

Her eyes fill with sorrow "Oh baby" she holds me tight.

I sob into her shoulder. "It was my fault. I got involved with him without breaking up with Georgia and he found out and he was so hurt Mom. I don't know what to do. What do I do?"

She strokes my hair "Oh sweetheart. Just give him some space. He will come back to you. I know it. He loves you so much. If he truly loves you he will come back. Just be patient."

"I can't be patient Mom. I need him. I love him so much. I almost lost him once I can't do it again."

"I know baby. I know."

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It's been two weeks since I've talked to Garrett. He won't look at me in class and walks the other way in the halls. Whenever I try to talk to him he just walks away. I'm sick of it. He's going to talk to me. The bell rings as I stand outside Garrett's last class. He hasn't shown up yet which I was counting on. The halls are already beginning to empty as I see him scampering up the hallway. I shake my head, his head is down while running. This is how we met in the first place. I quickly stand in his way and catch him as he rams into me. He starts apologizing profusely but stops dead when he looks up.

"Let me go" he says, his eyes hard.

"No" I say stubbornly.

His eyes widen in surprise "No?"

"No."

He starts to wiggle about making my arms tighten around him. I lift him off his feet and carry him into the closest classroom. Thankfully it's empty. I then lock the door, sit him on the teachers desk, and stand in front of him.