54. Typical

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"I just don't get how a person can change his opinion so often?" Katy sighed, looking at her phone, which has been exciting to look at the past few minutes.

"I know." I mumbled, looking out of the window. For once, it didn't rain. It was actually a pretty day, with the sun shining.

"I mean he's so confusing. One day he's a comeplete dick, the next he's all caring and stuff." She said, making it sound like it was more of a big promblem for her, than it was for me.

"Yeah," I said, glancing at her. "I guess he's more of a dick." But as much as I hated to admit it, I missed him. When I thought about what he said to me, I wanted to forget he ever existed. When I thought about everything except that, I missed him.

Katy laughed. "Aww, I'm sorry you're dream boy wasn't as dreamy as you thought."

I chuckled shaking my head. "Stop it."

She raised her eyebrows. "What? You liked him." She playfully nudged me by my side.

"Maybe I did." I mumbled. I did, but it didn't matter anymore. I guess I was sad. I just didn't show it.

"Anyway, I need to go now. I'm gonna shop groceries for my mom." I lied. I wanted to get some fresh air alone. I walked out of her door, after saying goodbye.

I kind off missed being a little alone. I haven't got time to think things through, that I wanted to. Soon enough I arrived at the little park.

I tightened my jacket around me, because of the cold wind. The leaves on the trees over me rustled.

"Maggie!" I heard someone call. I looked down, and saw a little girl run towards me. I instantly recognise her. She was Bradley's little sister.

"Hi!" I exclaimed, bending down to her. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with Brad, but he won't play with me." She pouted, looking up to me. "Do you wanna play with me?"

"I uh..-"

"Vanessa come on, we're gonna-" Suddenly Bradley came towards us. He stopped talking when he looked up, realising it was me. His face looked tired. Tired and bruised. Probably from the fight he had a couple of days ago in the hallway.

"Van, could you please come?" He said a bit more quietly. She turned around, walking over to Bradley, who was now crouching down, to her height.

He was telling her something, that made her almost look sad. Brad brought his hand up to her cheek, brushing it. Then he stood up, and she ran off to the playground, like she did before, when we met in the park.

He looked at me, and I did as well with him. "Can we talk?" He asked. I was surprised he wanted to, he never usually was like this.

"I don't know.." I said quietly. I wanted to leave, but my feet stayed.

"I'm not... I'm not gonna hurt you this time." He tried. I've heard that before, but it always ends the same way. But again, I didn't move. I stayed letting him go on, probably regretting it later on.

"Look, Maggie..." He said stepping closer to me. "I'm sorry."

Even though he said it, I felt like he was gonna say it again at some point, and again. This was gonna keep happening. I didn't know what to say. "You don't need to say anything, I guess I just wanted to tell you."

I still didn't say anything. I just looked at him.

"You're right Mags, I am a dick. It was selfish, a-and I know you probably don't want to, but... You can call me or whatever, when you're feeling down, alright? I'm here, whenever you need someone." He searched my face. I stared at him, not knowing what to say.

After what he told me about him seeing me as depressed without him and stuff like that, he thought something was wrong? It was like he knew something was gonna happen.

"I didn't mean what I said, I'm just... I say or do things I shouldn't, and ruin everything. I'm sorry I ruined whatever was going on between us." He looked worried and genuin. He admitted something was going on between us, we just both didn't know what it was. I was glad he finally said something about his emotions, instead of being so careless.

"I'm sorry that you met me, that I even talked to you. I'm sorry that I kissed you, I'm sorry that I am acting like such a dick towards you, and everything ends like this."

"But most of all I'm sorry for the pain I caused." He breathed out, and it was only now I realised he was actually meaning it. "I know I did, and I am so fucking sorry for everything."

My body was now barely moving. I was barely breathing. Everything he said, every single thing made me confused. It made me confused of whether I liked him or not.

Bradley didn't say anything else, and I didn't do anything. He turned around walking away. While he did, he took up a pack if cigarettes, brushed his hair back, lighting it up.

There was the usual. The typical him.

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