R U Mine? - The Vamps Fanfiction

Chapter 14 - Why?

I don't even know why I did it. All week, during lessons I have been thinking how stupidly I acted. It wasn't like me at all. Its Friday now, and I'm sitting in class trying to concentrate, but all I can think about is last Sunday.

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I ran out of the sitting room, grabbed my bag, shoved my feet into my shoes and ran out of the house. I heard voices shouting behind me. My ears rang and my eyesight was blurry as  I ran, my arms flailing, down the street. Tears were running down my face.

I ran all the way until I reached the park. I sat down in the corner by a tree and weeped. I pulled my knees up to my body and wrapped my arms around them. My body shook  violently, in sync with my sobbing.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Brad was calling me. I pressed decline.

I put it back in my pocket, and tried to control my breathing.

After a while I had calmed down.

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I shook my head in surprise as the bell knocked me out of my reminiscing. I packed up my books and walked to my form room where I sat and waited to be registered. This new system was really starting to piss me off. Tapping my fingers against the table, I looked at the clock. Sophie told me to stop tapping my fingers. Apparently it pisses her off, but I have no idea why.

The teacher was finally done and I went outside to my locker and collected my books for the weekend. The only reason that I wanted to leave school was because I was walking home today. I had walked home before a couple of times but it was a Friday and I just wanted to be at home and watch youtube videos all afternoon.

I said goodbye to my friends and set off.

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I managed to arrive home before it got dark. I took off my shoes as I went inside and went to go get a biscuit from the kitchen. I said hello to my cat, Harvey, who was sitting in the middle of the floor, obviously seeking attention. I stroked his soft fur and then went upstairs.

Turning on my laptop, I sat down on the floor and put it on my lap.

These past few days, going on tumblr has been extremely hard, because of all the posts of Brad. Whenever I see a picture or a tweet, it makes me so sad.

I didn't realise how long I had been on my laptop, until my mum called for supper.

I scuffled downstairs and tucked into my supper with my family.

After I had finished, I put on my pjs and crawled into my bed.

I lay there, thinking.

Thinking, of course, about Brad.

We were such good friends, but I think that our friendship is ruined now, and I hated myself for it. Sometimes I feel so angry with myself for kissing him and leading him on, but then again, why was he such a complete dick? Why did he do those things with me, if he had a girlfriend?