My Special Snowflake (updates monthly)

Chapter 2

"Marie, we need to talk."  I froze, not knowing what to do.  I should have kept going, pretending that I didn't hear him, but no.  I froze, and I shouldn't have.

"A-about what?"  I spun around slowly, not wanting to talk to him longer than I had to, or even at all.  The look on his face was mostly anger, but slightly pain.  My heart beat faster, and I took a small step back, hoping he didn't notice it.

"About how you've been ignoring me.  Why can't you just talk to me?  I'm always here for you but now all you do is walk away and pretend that you don't hear me."  I bit lip and avoided his gaze.  I would do anything for Andy to walk back here and split it all up.

"Well, I, um, you see," I fumbled repeatedly over my words, trying to form a coherent thought, but my vision was swimming and my head was spinning.  I started to panic.  I couldn't stand being this close to him, I wanted out, and fast.

"Marie I'm breaking up with you.  I can't do this anymore.  I can't have you do this to me."  Then I was able to snap back to reality.  "I can't have you do this do me."  Do what?  What have I done?  There was also a part of me that felt relieved.  With Caleb breaking up with me, I didn't have to make excuses to avoid him, I just could but still.  I could not figure out what I had done.

"What, exactly, have I done to you?"  I spoke slowly, picking and choosing my words carefully, hoping not to make him angry.  Instead he scoffed at me and rolled his eyes.

"Wouldn't it be simpler to tell you what you haven't done?"  With that he turned to walk away.  I felt guilty as hell.  Something I'd done had hurt him, and I didn't mean it.  I didn't even know how I'd hurt him, or even that one did in general.  A tear snuck it's way down my cheek as I watched him leave.  I brushed it away quickly, not wanting him to see me cry.

I walked back into the auditorium to gather up my stuff.  I waited a few minutes so mom could get her things and then we headed out the door and to the car.

I rode home in school silence.  I only spoke once to tell my mom that I was just tired when she asked me if anything was wrong.  It was a lie.  Only if she knew what was really going on.  I take that back, I would do anything to keep mom from knowing what was going on in my life.

When we got home dinner was already on the table thanks to my dad.  We all sat down at the table and ate.  There was the usual quiet talk, but nothing more than normal.  Just the "How was school today," and "Oh did you see that thing on Facebook," kinds of things.

After dinner I helped clean up, occasionally brushing my long dark hair out of my eyes.  Once free I slipped off to my room where I practically dove for my phone.  I prayed that he didn't text me, but like I suspected, he had.

Caleb: Hey, do you think we could still be friends?  I know you're going to say no, but it's worth a shot, right?

I groaned and a few tears slipped out of my closed eyes.  Most of me was glad that he was finally put of my life.  I didn't have to deal with him anymore.  Hell I didn't even have to look at him for the next two days since today was Friday and I was looking out over the weekend.

On the other hand...

I didn't want him to hurt.  I had been with one boyfriend before and he had broken up with me before I was ready for it.  I was hurt, but I did get over it within the week.  Sure it hurt that he never talked to me ever again, but that was over a year ago, and I was different back then.  A lot different.  Sighing I slid open the keyboard on my phone (I had a slide phone where the keyboard slides out) and started to type a reply.

Marie: Yeah, of course we can be friends.  :)

I held my breath before slowly pressing send and watching as it disappeared and went whizzing through the air towards Caleb's own phone.

I flopped onto bed, tears starting to roll down my cheeks.  I took a shaky breath before pushing myself up to turn off my light and close my door.  The silent tears continued as I removed my clothes and put on my pj's.  I crawled into bed, folding my arms in on themselves when my phone buzzed again from across the room.  Sighing I grabbed it and walked back to bed.

Caleb: Oh, good.  I still want to help you through things.

I sighed.  I had told him on multiple occasions that he couldn't help me.  I reached over to my nightstand and opened the drawer.  Pushing things aside, I unclipped the secret compartment to see a small notebook, a larger notebook which was my diary, a pencil, and a small wooden box.  I grabbed the small notebook and pencil and placed them on top of my night stand.  Then I grabbed the box and closed the compartment and closed the drawer.  Slipping below the covers once more, I tucked the small box close to my chest and sent Caleb a text back, knowing I was going to use the contents of the box soon.

Marie: I told you before, you can't help me.  I know you've tried, but please just stop.  I'll live...

Marie: Maybe...

Caleb: I know you say that, but still, I worry.

Marie: Please don't.  I'm fine, I promise.

Caleb: No you're not.  Please just let me help you.  I want to let you know that I only broke up with you because I felt like you wanted it.  I still love you with all of my heart and I won't ever stop.

That was it.  I knew it was coming and even still it sent me over the edge.  I tore open the seemingly empty box then lifter out the fake bottom where the faint light of the moon glinted off of the silver razor.  The rest of the night was a blur.

A/N: Hey readers, sorry the ending was sort of depressing, but I still have room for two more books so if you want one of your original ideas here or absolutely anything else, please let me know by any means necessary.

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