Welcome To My World

II-The Countdown

This chapter will be a little longer than chapter I.
I hope that you enjoy it.

Monday
There had past three weeks since my birthday party. It didn't happen almost nothing special.
I had told Harry and Alfred that I loved Charles, and I was trying to come up with a plan to tell that to him.
It was on Monday that I had a brilliant idea. I was a little shy, so I couldn't tell him that I loved him face to face. That's why I had chosen to write a letter. Then when he would be going away from school (he wouldn't be there in the next year) I would give him the letter. (Ok, the idea wasn't that brilliant)
Meanwhile, at school, Charles came up with a theory about the devil. He was saying that the devil was in our school and he began to calculate the equivalent number to our names. If the outcome was a multiple of 666, that person was the devil. I really thought he was going mad, but thanks to that I could spend more time with him.
We were having a talk at lunch. I had him all to myself.
"So, Charles, where are you moving to?"
"What do do you mean?"
"Weren't you moving to another city? You told me that you didn't go to my birthday party because your parents were seeing a house."
"Oh, that. We decided to stay here. You won't get rid of me that easily."
"Who said I wanted to..."
"Back to the devil, Daniel, if we find who it is, we must kill it"
"But Charles, what do we do if I'm the devil" I already knew the answer to that question. Nothing would change, if I was the devil he would have to kill me...I was very surprised when he answered:
"Well, then we would kill God"
"Did he just say that" I thought "maybe he feels the same way!We're going to live happily ever after! Wait, calm down it's nothing, he only said that to make you happy, he really doesn't care." I had to use all the energy I had to not make a huge smile at him.
I didn't know how he didn't understand that I loved him. Literally, every time I talked to him I couldn't look him straight in the eyes, because if I did I would blush. But there was one person in my way.
Paul.
Almost every time someone talked to Charles, he would push that person away from him, and start a new talk. I hated him for this. In the last week, I asked Charles to get a plant for me that I thought was poisonous. I told him that but I didn't tell him who was I giving it to.
My plan was to poison Paul, but I only didn't do it because the day I was poisoning him was the same day that I was going to give the letter to Charles. You can't have everything.
But now everything was fine because in every break I would go with Charles away from class before Paul could see us.
I couldn't wait for Thursday, the day of my confession.

Tuesday

I only had to wait two more days to my confession.
I was planning to write the letter today. Tuesday was a very normal day.
I lunched with Harry. After we finished lunch I told him my plan to confess my feelings to Charles.
"I was planning to give him a letter when he got away from school. In that letter I would say that I loved him and things like that. What do you think"
"That idea is horrible"
"I thought you were agreeing with me!"
"Well, there are some things that you have to say. Why don't you just kiss him?"
"Jane said the same thing to me! I almost asked her why didn't she just kiss Mary!"
"That's low dude."
We continued talking and after some time passed by, he said:
"Follow me" He got up and started walking. I walked after him.
"Harry, were are we going?" He stared going upstairs and then entered the corridor next to the coordinator's office. There was no one in there, just the two of us.
"Harry, what are we doing here? Is everything alright?"
"Forget it, it was nothing." I didn't knew what we were doing for a long time.
When I got home, I started doing my homework. It wasn't hard. In the middle of it, I started looking at my pocket knife. I started thinking the damage that a simple knife could do to someone.
I only knew one person that cut itself. Jane. Recently she had cut herself with staples in her arms and in her belly.
I grabbed the knife. At the first two times it didn't do anything, but then I carved it deep in my finger and I cut myself. Blood started coming out. I didn't feel any good feelings or bad feelings. Just pain. I cleaned the blood and put a paper around the bruise. The scar remained there for one week, or more, and even today I can't remember why I did it.
After that, I wrote the letter. I don't remember it very well but it was something like this:
"Charles, if you are reading this, it's because you're away from school.
Like I've told you, in the beginning of the seven grade I was still in love with Mary. But then I stopped loving her. It was the first time since the first grade that I didn't love someone. I was a little scared, but then, there was someone that started to be very nice with me, that started treating me better than ever. That person is you.
I just want to say that I love you and if you love me back, just say it. If you are a gay guy in the closet, come out, I'll help you. Just say something. I'm just one call away. One text away.
I love you. See you next year,
Daniel."
I read it over and over, and then I put it in my backpack.

Wednesday

The first lesson of the day was French. I really liked the teacher, and I was at the back of the classroom, so I could see everyone. The only problem was that there wasn't anyone around that belonged to my group of friends.
After the class was over, Jane came to me and said what she and Alfred were doing during class:
"We were imagining things like your first date with Charles and your first kiss."
"Tell me"
"In your first date, you are having dinner and he is trying to say cute thinks, but he always ends up being very clumsy. And at the end of the date you say that you liked the date and you kiss him in the cheek."
"OMG. I love it! What about the first kiss?"
"In the first kiss, you are in a detention room, and the teacher is distracted. You are having a little fight in the back of the classroom and in the middle of it, you kiss him."
"I imagined things like those, but the ones I imagine are a little sad."
"Like what?"
"I remember that soulmate thing that you said, about the watches making a countdown to your reunion with your soulmate. I imagined a thing like that. I'm going up to the school's entry, and the watch is a,most in zero. Then, I see Charles and he's going away. I'm going to kiss him, I'm ready to start running to him, but then, Paul appears and kisses him. And the watch breaks itself, along with my heart. Then I turn back and go away, without saying goodbye."
"That's sad. Oh, look at time, the bell is almost ringing. Got to go, bye."
That day, I lunched with Jane and Alfred. Then, after we finished, we met Brian, Charles, Alan and Paul. And some time later, Margaret came to us.
Margaret was one of my best friends since fifth grade, but this year, I had spend more time with Jane than with her, making her jealous. Je really hated Jane. In the first term, she and Mary said to me that Jane was like a mermaid, that she would destroy me and then, when I would ask for help, no one would help me because I already had refuse their help. That shit confused me a lot, because Mary was supposedly Jane's best friend but in that time she looked like her enemy.
But back to the story, Margaret arrived. She was nice to everyone, but then, when I said hi, she answered:
"Hi, Jane's best friend." That really broke my heart, because she didn't understand that I cared about her.
Then, Alfred was too hot and basically turned himself off. Jane dragged him into the shade and then called him her best friend.
That's when Margaret got pissed off. She grabbed a bottle of water and spilled it all over Jane. That break continued lake that, until the bell rang.
At home, I wrote a text to Margaret, apologizing, because I the next day was the last time I would see her in school and I wanted us to be friends again. I didn't press send, though. I was right and she was wrong. I deleted the text. After a while, I went to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

Thursday

Today was the day. I would finally tell Charles what I felt. Me and the gang were planning to lunch together. But first, we wanted to go to the Paradise, a forbidden place at school. When the bell rang, me, Charles, Brian and Paul jumped the gates to the Paradise. We stayed there for a while, talking about all kinds off stuff. Then, Charles said:
"If I had a girlfriend, I would fuck her in here." When he said that, he was looking at me. That was strange. That was when a school worker appeared. The four of us started running down the paradise. While we were running, Paul disappeared and I cut myself in my shoulder, with a wire. Eventually, I stopped running, and Charles and Brian left me behind. I stayed in the middle of the bushes for twenty minutes, and then I got away. I was almost reaching the gate when the school worker caught me. He took me to the principal's office, but there was no one there, so he let me go to the school nurse and go lunch. I only ate a toast and I arrived late to the Maths class. I spent the lesson talking and playing games, since that was the last day of school and we had learned everything that we should.
When the bell rang I thought:
"He left me behind, he didn't care, should I give him the letter?" When I was going away, I told Mary:
"It's now"
"Do you know that you don't have to do this if you don't want to?"
"Yes, I know, but I will do this."
Then, Charles arrived.
"Hey, Daniel, goodbye, my father has arrived."
"Wait!" I said "I'll put this in your backpack, do only read it when you're alone."
"What is it?"
"You'll know when you read it, see you next year."
One minute later, he was gone. I told Jane and Harry that I already gave him the letter and ten minutes later I got away. Now I only had to wait for Charles' answer.

I'm sorry if the last part was not as big as the others, but there didn't happen many things on Thursday. I'll try to post a new chapter this week.
I hope you enjoyed.