Not From Your Perspectives

Chapter 5: Phone Message

(Chad's POV)

"Chad!?"

"What were you saying?"

"No.. Nothing. I was just talking about m.. myself about the cute... Umh... Cute puppy."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Chad. I am s.. sure."

"Okay, come in." I smiled at her.

"So why are you at my house?"

"Oh, I introduced myself to your mother. I told her...."

"What the f... Chad? We are not even dating! I am not even interested with you!"

My world shocked and it broke all the fragile glasses in my soul.

"I told her that I am your new friend."

"Oh."

"Sorry, I am really, sorry for shouting at you."

"No, that's fine. Well, I have to go. I made your dinner, enjoy."

"Chad, wait!"

I turned around and never looked back. I was in a stage that is so emotionally unstable but I must fight it.

(Marissa's POV)

I am so glad Chad didn't clearly heard what I said about Brian. But the thing is, is Chad angry with me? I am so stupid. I shouldn't expect to much on things like that, I am so stupid!

"You're so stupid Marissa. I hate you! I hate myself!"

"Marissa?" Called my mother. "Are you okay?"

"Mom. I made an awful mistake. I misunderstood Chad because I spoke something that is not real. Chad is a good friend of mine, I can't lose him already." I told my mom while crying.

"That's okay dear. Chad seems to be a nice guy, he will forgive you. Just ask for forgiveness. Okay?"

"Okay mom."

"Eat now and rest, you look very tired." She said to me. "Now come with me and let's eat Chad's delicious food for us.

 

I am so guilty, I am so stupid, I am so foolish. I should never react that way, especially to guys like Chad. I can't eat this, it's Chad's, and I made a bad thing to him.

"You know sweetie, Chad will be happier if you'd eat that."

I didn't replied but, what the heck! Mom? Can you read my mind?

"I can read your reactions sweetie. Eat that now. And rest."

My mom is a psychic! Wait Marissa, stop thinking about useless things and continue on being guilty.

 

How can Chad forgive me? How?

 

(Chad's POV)

"What the f... Chad? We are not even dating! I am not even interested with you!"

Those words came into me like a bullet. Her mouth pointed at me like an accurate gun. It hurts me alot inside, but I must stay strong. It was all an accident, I guess.

"Chad?" My sister called me.

"What is it Hetty?"

"Stop calling me that I said!"

"That's your name forever, Hetty."

I call her Hetty because last week she colored her hair reddish orange, like McDo's Hetty. But actually she is a very pretty girl, she is a model at France and she just got home last month.