Riley
Avoiding Michael had proved to be harder than I thought, not that I thought it would be easy. He would text me and try to get me to hang out or come over and I always declined. He tried to talk to me at school or pick me up and I would always use Dustie as scape goat, it was her idea. I felt really bad and guilty. I hadn't told him why I was doing this, I didn't exactly know how to, I just thought maybe he would stop trying. So far, he hadn't.
I had just finished homework and I was now getting ready for bed. I brushed my teeth, washed my face and got in bed. I read for a few minutes, then I turned my lamp off and got settled under the covers.
A few minutes later I saw a light shining in my room. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore it, but it wouldn't go away. I knew that it was Micheal trying to get my attention, but I just wanted to go to sleep and not worry about him.
I opened my eye just a little and saw that it was still there. I groaned and got out of bed. I walked over to the window and sure enough, there he was. He turned the light off when he saw me. I opened my window and just stood there with my arms crossed.
"Well someone is testy?" He said.
"I wanna sleep, what do you want?" I asked.
"Why have you been ignoring me? What did I do?"
I sighed. "Nothing, just go to sleep." I closed the window and crawled back in bed. I closed my eyes and I was almost asleep when I heard a light tapping on my window. I turned over and saw Michael sitting on the roof outside my window. I quickly got up and opened it.
"What the heck are you doing?" I asked.
"We have to talk. Why are you avoiding me?"
"You don't give up, do you?"
"Nope, not when I don't even know what's going on."
"Okay fine, come in." I said.
He came into my room and we sat down on my bed. I honestly didn't really know how to exactly say this, because I sounded stupid every time I thought about it, but he really did have a right to know and I needed to tell him.
"Does it have to do with us ditching school the other day?" He asked.
"Yeah, kind of." I said. "But not really. It's more than that. You really seemed like a great guy, but you're also kind of like a bad boy and I just can't hang out with you."
"I'm not going to hurt you or get you in any trouble, if that's what you're scared of."
"No, you don't get it." I said. I stood up and walked to the window. Micheal followed and stood a few inches behind me.
"What? What am I not getting?" He asked.
"Two years ago, I met this boy. He lived an hour away, in my grandparent's neighborhood and before they moved I used to go spend a few weekends there. Well one weekend, he was out and somehow we started talking. We exchanged numbers and we would text throughout the week, and on the weekends I would go to my grandparent's we would hang out. We started dating and things were going really well. Dustie came a few times with me and she met him. He seemed like an okay guy, I mean I knew he was kind of like a bad boy, but it wasn't that big of a deal, we had fun together and I liked him a lot."
By now we had somehow managed to go from standing up to sitting on the floor. Micheal seemed to be listening so intently. It was so easy for me to pour myself out to him. No one, aside from Dustie had heard this story. My parent's didn't even know the whole thing, it was too painful for me to tell it.
"We had been dating for exactly one year and on our anniversary, that's when I found out."
"Found out what?" Michael asked.
I sighed heavily. "That he had been cheating."
"Oh Riley, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault. I've should've seen it coming. I mean he was the 'bad boy' I had been warned about. Even he said he could never fully commit or love me. I was such an idiot." Now the tears were starting to form. It had been almost a year since it had all happened, but it was still so hard for me.
Michael scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. He gently stroked my hair and comforted me. I really wasn't crying anymore, but I liked this. He genuinely seemed like he cared.
"Hey Riley?" He said.
"Yeah?" I said, sitting up so I could look at him.
"If you're scared that I'm going to treat you like that guy, then you shouldn't be. I would never do that to any girl. He's the lowest of the low and I'm not like that at all. Yeah I may skip school sometimes and do some stupid things, but I don't play with girl's hearts like that. Plus, you're special to me and I don't want to hurt you."
He smiled and moved some hair out of my face. I was pretty sure that I had turned at least three shades of red and I was also smiling like an idiot. Gosh why was he so dang cute??
"Well I better go. We good?" He asked.
"Yeah, we're good."
"So I can pick you up for school?"
I laughed. "Yes, you can pick me up for school."
"Great, see you tomorrow." He said.
"See you tomorrow." I said.
I walked with him to the window and he stepped out. But before he got down, he leaned in the window and gave me a quick kiss. We both smiled when we pulled apart and I watched him climb down the roof. I closed my window and got back in bed. I was glad that I had poured my heart out to him. I really thought that I could trust him. Actually, I knew that I could.
