Two Different Worlds (On hold, under serious editing)

Two Different Worlds {15}

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Two Different Worlds 

Chapter Fifteen: 

  John wanted me to pick him today too; I accepted of course, taking that as an opportunity to tell him about the revenge thing before Rachel did that. I wanted to be honest with him. And so, here I was sitting in my car in front of John's house, gripping the steering wheel tightly with my hands and making up scenarios in my head. I was so scared that he would decide to dump me. 

  I heard the sound of a door being slammed and I looked up from the wheel for the first time in the last fifteen minutes. There was John making his way towards the passenger's seat, smiling broadly at me. If only he knew what I was going to talk about he wouldn't be smiling like that at me. 

  He gave me a kiss on the forehead as he greeted me and a felt my heart sinking, I knew that I won't be sharing these kisses with him anymore when he decides to stop our relationship, and that I won't be feeling the warmth of his arm around my waist or his hand in mine and that would defiantly be hard. 

  I summed up my courage and looked at me. "John." I called at him. "I want, no I have to -- to tell you something." I blurted out fast. He gave me a confused look. "I said I have to tell you something."  

  "Me too, I was going to tell you something that has been bothering me for months. I mean I really love you and I don't want to hide anything from you, and so I just want to tell you this one thing, so that we could be clear." He told me. 

  I nodded my head. "Then you can go ahead and talk, my story could wait. It's okay really." I told him, truthfully I was happy that there was something that would hold me up from telling. 

  "Are you sure?" I nodded again and started driving to school. "Then please don't go to school, I want to tell you something personal and I really don't want anyone finding about it." John told me looking me straight into the eye. 

  I frowned at him. "O-Kay. Where do you want to go then? I wouldn't mind ditching school if your story is that important." 

  "I will lead you through the way." 

 The place he lead the way through, turned out to be a small cottage in a nearby forest. The surroundings of the place were a bit scary really, like in these movies were the serial killers target a bunch of drunk teenagers in a deserted forest and kill them. But to tell the truth it seemed beautiful and warm. 

  "The cottage is yours?" I asked him, as we got inside of it and as I guessed it was really beautiful that you would want to spend your whole life in it.  

  "Yeah, technically it's our old winter house, but now it is my and Alice's place to hide from the world. You know just spend some time together, just the two of us." 

  I sat on the scarlet red couch in the living-room and curled my legs under me, John sat next to me on the sofa and draped his arm around my shoulder. "So..." I told him, I am pretty sure he understood what I meant as he fidgeted a bit in his place. 

  "I really don't know how to start. Um, I don't know." He swallowed his saliva uncomfortably and put both hands on his lap. I nodded at him, smiling and patting his back trying to encourage him to continue. "Since that night you spent in my house and saw me in that way, I couldn't take myself to tell you the truth. I thought it was so hard. I know I told you the story, but I didn't tell you the most important thing that has been chasing me for years, the thing that I didn't want to fully accept. You remember right?" John asked me, his eyes were beginning to water and I started to feel bad for him.