Recap:
'Will you ever tell me about what happened?' He asks suddenly.
Will i? No, I shouldn't. What would he think about me? But he has to know if we keep on getting closer.
Maybe i should tell him, maybe i should tell him right now.••••••••••••••••••••••••••
"Chapter 21."
I can't tell him , I'm just not ready yet.
Maybe we're close but we aren't THAT close and i just simply can't say anything.
We arrive at the beach i get out of the car and the instant sweet breeze of the beach hits my face.
God I've missed this place.'So what now?' Shawn asks as he walks to me.
'I don't know.' I really don't know what to do now I wanted to come here because there's no place better than the beach to calm me down , the sound of the sea always sends me off to some safe area. I walk to the Sand and i take my converses off i walk with bare feet closer to the sea.
I look back to see Shawn also holding his insanely clean Nikes. I sit down close to the sea at a place where the water slightly touches my feet. Shawn comes and sits next to me.
'Isn't the sound of the Sea amazing?' I ask.
'It's normal to me.' He shrugs.
'To me it isn't it calms me down' i close my eyes and focus on the sound more , sometimes i love silence.
'How do you feel now?' He asks.
'Not afraid anymore.' I smile. 'Is it okay for you to just skip school like that?'
'It's no big deal. They might call my dad but he would be too busy to even answer.'
'Well that's good.'
'Yeah.'
'You know we have finals in like few days and here we're skipping.' I giggle.
'We're so gonna fail this year.' He shakes his head.
'I have the feeling that we will.' I nod.
'I want ice cream.' I say excitedly.
'Ice cream? Now?' He asks confused.
'Yes! Ice cream now.'
'Okay I'll get you ice cream.' He rolls his eyes.
He gets up and takes few steps away from me.
'Hey Shawn?'
'Yeah?' He turns around and looks at me.
'Why are you so nice to me? If you're so cold hearted as you say you're then why are you so nice to me?'
He doesn't answer for few seconds.
'I might be cold hearted but i do not like seeing girls crying like babies around me , and your crying is pretty ugly.' He shrugs.
I can't believe he just said that, fucking asshole.
I make a face of disgust.'Just go get my ice cream.' I say angrily.
He walks away without saying a word.
Why is it like this? Why does he act like this? But maybe it's my fault, I shouldn't have asked that question.
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