Miya’s POV
“Kale!” I called after him watching as he left the school.
Lunch just ended and I had no idea where he was going. He seemed not to hear me as he left out the doors, rain instantly soaking him. I pushed through the crowds of people trying to get to class and finally made it out into the rain, my hair sticking to my face.
“Kale!” He stopped by his car and turned to look at me, his eyes almost covered by his hair. “Where are you going?”
“Why do you care?” He asked, his gray eyes cold. I stood a step back at the tone in his voice and felt my chest constrict.
“I-I-I was just wondering. There’s still three more classes before dismissal--”
“I’m not going to class.” He said, turning back around to leave.
“Kale!” I took a couple steps towards him.
“What?!” He turned around and glared at me, making me freeze.
“I-I just thought that… you know… You wouldn’t mind if I joined you.”
“It’s a personal matter.” He said, his gaze not softening.
“Maybe I could--”
“I said it’s personal!” He yelled.
I shut my mouth immediately and turned around, trying to stop the tears that fell from my eyes. I made it back into the school before turning back, but he was already in his car as he drove away. I walked through the empty hallway, my flats squishing against the shiny tiled floor.
I just… I don’t understand. I try to be as good as I can be--funny, smart, pretty… But he’s always pushing me away. What am I doing wrong? I’ve done everything he’s asked, tried staying out of his way when I can. But it never works. He still treats me like I don’t know anything. Like I’m just this dumb blonde who can’t handle anything serious.
I know pain! I’ve seen it! Lived it. My life isn’t as bubbly and happy as it seems! I’m not just his puppet… someone he can mess around with and then throw to the side. But why won’t he take me seriously?
My breath went ragged as the tears coursed down my face, me unable to stop them. I try so hard to be what everyone wants me to be! Why is it never enough?! I threw my purse to the ground, not even caring when I heard my phone crunch a little. I can never be enough for anyone!
“Miya?” I turned and flinched when I saw Jake walk towards me, his button-up shirt untucked and a little crooked.
No! I am not like him. I’m not crazy. I’m not a freak. I’m not miserable.
I’m the happy one. I’m the normal one. The popular one.
I can’t be him. I can’t!
“Go away, Jake.” I snapped, picking up my purse and walking in the opposite direction.
“Miya, what happened?” I felt his arm grab my arm but I wrenched away, turning to look him dead in the eye.
“Don’t touch me, freak.” I snarled, feeling a little guilty as he stared back at me, his eyes seeming to crack as they welled up with tears. I shook my head at him and turned back around leaving him alone in the hallway as I wiped at my tears. I put on a happy face and strutted into my English Lit. class, ready to spout a random excuse for being late.
I’m not like him.
I’m the happy one.
I’m the normal one.
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New Hope | Through Hard Times Book 2 | Fantastic Foursome FanFiction
FanfictionJacob and Miya Tommons' past has been shrouded in mystery, the only thing they know for sure is that their mother and two family friends died shortly after their birth. Their cause of death is even a little vague for the siblings. But then tragedy s...