Chapter 2: Harsh Reality
He said it.
He admitted it.
Sh*t, and here I was hoping that it was all just a mistake. Maybe it just wasn't real? Maybe he was playing tricks on me? Maybe he was just testing me? Maybe that girl forced a kiss on him? Maybe he didn't want to but was forced to? Or maybe.. my eyes weren't playing tricks on me..
This is it. I couldn't stop the tears that are coming.
"Why... *sob* why di...d you? *sob* I d-don't under...stand *hick*"
I fell on the ground crying like a retarded baby. He looked at me with pain evident in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Amiel. Please don't cry..."
Okay, now I'm just getting angry. My hands were shaking from my crying and the anger I felt.
"What?! *hick* you're a-actually expecting me not... to cry?!" I tried to yell while crying.
He looked at me from where he was standing. Okay, I felt so small from his point-of-view. I tried to hide my face so he wouldn't see. I felt he just looked at me. But what he did next shocked me. He squatted so that we'd be on the same eye level. Then he removed my hands which were blocking my face and placed his hand on my face and wiped my tears with his thumb.
To say I was shocked by his actions was an understatement. I was dumbfounded, aghast, stunned. I roughly pushed his hand away and again started pounding on his chest. He was silent. He didn't stop me from pounding on his chest.
"Ple...ase tell me... that it was fo..rced on you...*hick*" and again, he stayed silent.
Silence means that it was the other way around. That it was a no. That it wasn't forced on him.
That was it. I don't want to cry in front of him anymore. I abruptly stood up making him shocked and from his squatting position, he fell down, but immediately regained his composure.
He was about to stand when I turned on my heels and began running looking like a crazed maniac from all that crying. I think he called out for me, but I didn't want to hear anything from him anymore.
Some part of me was hoping he'll run after me. Some part of me was wishing he'd say he still loves me. Some part of me was still hoping for that part where he'd say this was all a joke, a test or something along those lines. Some part of me is still hoping for that one last kiss. And every part of me, praying that this was all just a bad dream.
I ran and ran, until I spotted my driver at the parking lot, looking extremely worried when he saw me. "Do I look... okay...?" I asked him.
He looked at me dumbfoundedly and just nodded a bit. "Beautiful like always Ms. Rainford." I smiled at the way he called me. Ms. Rainford. Well, its not like it's not my name, its just that he said it like I'm an 'oh so important person'. I went into the back seat of the car, when he closed the car door for me, he opened the door and sat on the driver's seat.
He looked at me from the rear-view mirror and sighed. Then, he finally started the car engine and drove away from the parking lot.
He's been with our family for as long as I can remember, so I guess this is the first time he sees me this messed up. He didn't shoot me questions and let me have a piece of mind. Which I'm thankful for.
When we reached home, I opened the door to our home. "I'm home." I said, not expecting a reply. I sighed. It's always like this, my parents are always too busy with their 'oh so hard' work.
This is really it. I'm home and none of my wishes, hopes nor prayer worked. We're done. Over. Finished. Those thoughts made another tear escape my eye. I quickly brushed it off with the back of my hand.
My driver followed after me and asked "Would you like something to eat Am?" I shooked my head. "No thanks Sebastian. I'll just take a shower, I'm pretty tired."
Technically, Sebastian's like our butler who drives me to places. He's quick and responsible, and most of all, caring. He's like my second father.
He nodded in reply and I headed to my room. I sat quietly on the edge of my bed, thinking about..
Jayce..
Me..
And..
What used to be us.
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Aww.. Is Jayce an idiot or what?
(Haha the author's criticizing the character xD)
Aww.. another short chapter :< =))
This chapter is dedicated to @my_abundance !~ :)) Thank you for that awesome book cover :D HAHAHA
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