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"Really? Your ex-girlfriend?" I asked, annoyed. I already know the answer.
"Yeah," He seemed ashamed to admit it.
It's cause she's horrible! Astrid shouts.
Can she ever shut up for once?
"Just one question. Why did you go out with someone so...what's the nice way to describe?"
"Forget nice, she's a mean, horrible snake," He spat out.
Wow, she must have really gotten under his skin if he gets that riled up just talking about her. We both walked out of the auditorium before Kayla could hear us talking about her. I mean, why Trey? Why her? She's half in charge of the production for the musical and me hanging out with her ex could tip her over the edge. I'm already on her bad side after I snatched her parking spot and implied she was a whore. Trey continued talking as we headed for my car.
"It was more of a forced relationship," He answered my thoughts, "my group of friends and her group of friends pressured as to get together and at last year's winter formal we made out and she assumed we were together. And after one year of dating and her spreading her legs for another douche, I told her were over. Since her, I've kind of lost my faith in romance,"
Wow. I feel genuinely sorry for him. This poor guy had his heart broken and he's unlike the other jerks, besides Donny, that I've met. Whenever they break up with a girl or get cheated on, they move on in about an hour, or like Eric Shine from 8th grade - 34 minutes.
I just wish I could take him back in time with me to show him how much my parents loved each other and I could explain that there is such a thing as love because I'm not aloud to have that emotion in my body unless I want the person I love to die.
But then I have to tell him I have a gift and I don't know what he'll think of me. I need to trust him more before I can tell him though, when I was younger, I used my gift to get people to like me, but in the end, I didn't get to see everyone's true colours and I didn't know who liked me for me.
"It's such a shame, because believe me, there is such a thing out there,"
"How do you know? Have you ever loved someone?" He argued.
"Well, no, but-"
"Exactly my point. How can you possibly be certain of something you've never even experienced?
If only this conversation popped up six months from now, when I can trust him fully. I'd tell him my secret, he'd tell me his. We'd be inseparable. I'd make him believe in love again and I'd help him find someone to make him happy.
"I've seen it with my own eyes. Time after time. I've seen the way those two people look at each other. Regardless of their gender, the look in there eyes when the see the person they adore more than anything and who makes them so happy. They forget any kind of pain in the world just by looking at their loved one. Trey, I hardly know you at this point to tell you all my secrets, but the reason I urge you to not give up on love is because I want to love someone so much that I'd do anything for it, but I literally can't,"
"If you're so in love with love, why can't you 'literally' love someone?" He retaliated.
Oh crap. He's got me in a corner, the edge of a cliff. No escape.
"Because...because," I stuttered.
I can't lie. Not to him. I can't lie, looking in those brown eyes in search for hope and love. He doesn't deserve someone in his life that lies to him or is dishonest. But I can't tell him the truth either. I barely know him to let him in. I just can't tell him the truth. Not yet at least. I need to find another way to justify myself.
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Teen Fiction"Draw stick figures. Sing off key. Write bad poems. Sew ugly clothes. Run slowly. Flirt clumsily. Play video games on easy. Talent is overrated. It's so much more fun to suck at something than to be good at everything." - Audrey Thomas *Book 1/3*