Austin
(As soon as he got home after talking with Alma)I stormed in the house and ran up the flights of stairs and got in my room I slammed the door and punched the wall right beside it.
"Why?*punch* did I fall for her?!" I yelled and punched the wall again. I leaned against the wall and slid down. I buried my face in my palms. It was hot and I needed air. I walked to my window and opened it. Alma was awake and she was laying down with her head buried into her pillow. Xander and Danielle were on her bed and Danielle was rubbing her back in a comforting way. Xander said something and Alma lifted her head slightly off of her pillow. Tears were streaming down her face and my heart crushed into a million pieces. My chest felt heavy and I could breath less than before."But how? He hates me! I didn't want to hurt him and I didn't want to lose our friendship and I just did!" She yelled and I realized she was talking about me.
Our friendship
Friendship
Not relationship
She was shaking and I closed my eyes. "What's wrong?" I felt a small hand rest on my shoulder. I turned around and saw my sister. I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face in her shoulder. She wrapped her own arms around me holding me tight against her. "Why does it hurt so bad? Why?" I asked softly but since my head was on her shoulder she heard me. "You're in love." She said and I stood up straight. "I am, aren't I? I'm fucking stupid!" I groaned and kicked the wall.
"No, you're not. You'll be stupid when you give up on her. She likes you, more than a brother or a friend. She's confused. She has a past, she had a reason to not love anybody the same way you love her. You find out what that reason is and prove to her that she was wrong about you." Shawna said and I looked down. "What if she doesn't? What if she just really doesn't like me in that way?" I asked, falling back on my bed. Shawna sat down beside me. "I just told you! She likes you way more than just a friend! She's just confused!" Shawna said and I rolled my eyes.
(...)
I can't sleep. It's early in the morning and I'm on my phone. I haven't slept all night. I kept looking out my window and caught the glances of Alma. Even with her tear-stained face, she's beautiful. Her brother and sister fell asleep with her. I grabbed my phone again and began texting Alma.
I'm sorry for getting mad last night, I understand how you feel and-
I shook my head and erased the text.
I really like you, I do. but you don't feel the same way. I-
Ughhh!! I threw my phone across my room and rubbed my temples, trying to soothe the heartache in my head. I saw Alma's parents walk into her room and I closed my window. I changed quickly and went downstairs and made breakfast.
My youngest sister ran in the kitchen a few minutes later with a big toothy grin. "What ya make?" She asked me. "Pancakes, chocolate chip and normal," I answered her question and helped her on a chair. "Chocolate chip please!" She said with a giggle and I gave her a pancake on a plate and a glass of milk. Soon my younger brother along with Shawna walked in and then my mom. We all ate and soon my mom had to drop off Bella and my brother off at their school. "I'm off," Shawna said and kissed my cheek then walked out of the house.
I walked out shortly after Shawna and a small person bumped into me. I looked at Alma and she stared back up at me. "Watch it." I spat and hurt flashed in her eyes.
Shit.
"Sorry." She said softly and was going to walk around me but I grabbed her wrist. I was tempted to hug her and kiss her soft lips but decided against it. "Watch the dress," I whispered in her ear and let her go. I watched her walk to Xander's car and look down probably at her dress. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her nose was scrunched up a little, and her lips were forming a pout. How adorable. Then her face relaxed and a small smile grew on her lips instead. I smiled and walked to my own car. Off to hell, I go.
A/N:
Yes, I know this was a short chapter and I'm sorry. Bye for now!
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Possessive Love
ChickLitI'm Alma Marsha, the 17 year old popular girl. I'm considered nice and social, I'm liked by a lot of people. Oh and there is this one particular guy who apparently claims me as his, oh but that's not all, when he began hanging around me I got on a r...