Torn up. ~Flamingeos Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Me and Geo were walking home now. We were holding hands and walking pretty closely, but I think this was mainly due to the fact that it was freezing cold.

"I've got to admit Lucy, you look very pretty today." Geo told me as he stared forwards. I looked up at him with a huge smile, and eventually Geo looked at me too. His eyes looked warm and happy. 

"You don't look too bad yourself." I smiled. After a few seconds of silence I snuggled closer to Geo and felt butterflies explode into my stomach when he let out a warm, soft chuckle whilst rubbing his thumb against my hand. It's so nice seeing Geo turn gentle, it's like he's a completely different person. 

Our moment was soon interrupted when a loud buzzing noise came from Geo's phone. Geo frowned, let go of me and then quickly answered his unexpected call. 

"What's up?" Was how he answered it, one of his hands clutching his phone whilst the other rested on my shoulders, hugging me close to him. I knew he was only holding me this way in a friend way, but if only he knew how it made me feel.

There was a silence for about five minutes, the person seemed to be telling Geo their life story. But when the inaudible mumbling was finally finished Geo's face turned to horror and I could tell that there was panic rising inside of him. The soft, gentle Geo had been replaced in a matter of seconds, and a new Geo who I was unfamiliar with came. A Geo who looked angry and anxious. 

"Uh.. just.." Geo was clearly lost for words. I so badly wanted to ask him what's happened, but knew that not only would it interrupt his phone call he doesn't look approachable right now. "Oh for gods sake I don't know!" 

I grabbed Geo's hand and luckily Geo didn't move away. He simply ignored me and carried on biting his lip in worry. 

The second Geo opened his mouth to reply his phone began beeping continuously. Who the hell is texting him so much? 

"Shit, it's happening."

Now I was joining Geo's scared expression. Those three words sounded so terrifying to me for some reason. 

"What's happening?"

Geo let out a sigh of irritation and then looked at me as though he hated my guts. His hand quickly moved away from mine and hid under his pocket. "Do you mind?" He spat angrily, "I'm on the phone." 

"Geez." I hissed under my breath as a rush of annoyance overcame me. 

I was expecting Geo to ignore my small comment and carry on trying to sort out whatever has happened, but instead his arm sharply left my shoulders and he stared at me with the same hatred as last time, something Geo has never done to me before. For the first time ever I felt scared around him and homesick. Geo and I have never argued. Never. 

He's just stressed, tomorrow morning he'll forget about it and apologise. 

"Lucy do me a favour and leave." 

I stared at him in shock, my annoyance soon replaced with sadness. It felt as though a rock just fell on top of my heart. The seven words he told me kept on ringing inside of my head, causing me to not be able to find any words to reply to his hurtful demand as all I could think of was what he just told me. 

"If you really want me to I-"

"I do really want you to. Just go."

I hesitated for a while, staring at a furious Geo glare back at me. I so badly wanted to disagree or watch Geo change his mind and beg for me to stay. But he simply stared back at me moodily.

"Fine."

My voice was a tiny squeak which made me feel weak. Tears were now rolling down my eyes, and I had to walk quickly away so Geo wouldn't be able to see. 

After about two minutes of walking I couldn't help but look behind me. For some reason Geo wasn't talking, the street I was walking on was just completely silent and isolated. 

A gasp escaped out of my mouth when my body turned around to show me nothing but houses and benches. 

Geo was nowhere to be seen. 

And the worst thing was.. I had no idea where I was or how to get home.

I was lost. 

Geo had left me. Surely he knew that I'd have no where to go. 

But he didn't care.

 More tears began rolling down my cheeks and my heart broke yet again. How could he be so heartless towards me? Does he really not care about me? 

It was pitch black and difficult to keep my eyes open. I needed to sleep, I couldn't care less if it was unsafe. 

I found a bench in the middle of the street which I decided to lie down on. I used my coat as a pillow as the stone hard bench hurt my head, and soon found myself falling asleep after tons of anxiety driven thoughts rushed into my mind.