First Love (David & Liza)

Chapter 30

November 23th, 2015 / Monday

The last bell rings and just a second later, I storm out of the classroom as if like a serial killer is chasing me to chop my body into tiny pieces. I just want this unbelievably long and boring day to end already. What is wrong with me? I'm usually not like this. I actually like studying. But apparently, not today.

As I open the locker to put my books in it, I see a reflection in the small mirror, attatched to the door. How can she look so angry and sad at the same time? I furrow my eyebrows and she furrows hers too. Ugh! The door makes a loud metal sound when I close it with one fast motion of my hand. These two emotions don't have anything in common. Unless... Unless they have.

I hang the backpack over my shoulder, walking in the middle of the crowded halI. I haven't seen or heard from David since Friday night and I don't like the feeling. The feeling of being alone. Again. Even the thought of this word makes me angrier. And sadder. I quickly make my way to the parking lot, mentally thanking my father for fixing up my car. This morning I waited for David, but he didn't show up. He didn't show up to school either. I texted him several times during the weekend, but he didn't reply. I called, but still nothing. I know that something is wrong and not knowing what is it makes me beyond nervous. No, even worse. It makes me feel helpless.

I sit behind the steering wheel, letting out a loud sigh. What am I supposed to do now? As a start it will be good not to freak out and think of the worse. Maybe he has lost his phone. Or he is sick. Or maybe something bad happened. I shake my head to chase the bad thoughts, another sigh escaping my lips. Or maybe he just don't want to be with me anymore. Who would want to be with a nerdy girl who causes just problem?

Stop it, Liza!

I reach out to turn up the volume on the radio, trying to calm myself down. Why everything has to be so complicated? Why can't he just answer his phone and tell me what's going on? I don't want to go home yet, so the decision of driving aimlessly around town in desperate attempt to clear my mind does seem very reasonable. My parents are still at work and I don't want to be all alone in the house right now. I have to force my brain to think in a different direction.

I miss Gabbie. Ever since Zane stole her from me, we have't had the chance to spend a good amount of girly time with each other like we used to do before. She is still my best friend, but I completely understand why she prefers her boyfriend over me, because for the past month I was doing the same thing with David. And just like that he's back in my head again. I shake my head for the umpteenth time in the past two minutes and turn the music even louder.

'Cause someone stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Somethimes quiet is violent.

No kidding, Tyler Joseph?! Thank God, I have you to remind me of the loneliness I feel right now. Great! Now I'm arguing with the car radio. I change the song, but don't turn down the volume. Being alone sucks big time! I wonder how did I survived so many years with it and why it's grabbing me with it's ugly claws just now.

I've been thinking too much
Help me

I guess you are right this time, Tyler! The more you think, the more complicated everything gets. But why causing myself a severe headache when I can just solve the problem face to face. The solution is so simple, right?! I stop the car, turning down the volume and look through the window across the street. His mom's car is parked in front of the house, so I guess she's home too. I have an intense debate with myself whether if I should knock on the door or drive off to the other side of the planet and stay hidden there until... This is pissing me off! No, I have to know what's going on. In a couple of minutes I press the doorbell button and make a step back from the door, horrified and immediately regretting my decision. Am I being overdramatic and exaggerating the situation? I quickly turn around, but it's too late. As I make the first step, the door opens with a squeak.

"Liza!" A tiny voice calls me. It's Toby. "I'll get my brother." And he vanishes before I could reply. I sit on the steps, my mind struggling with what exactly to say, how to start.

"Princess!" I stand up, turning around, so I can see David's unshaven face. His hair is messier than usual, eyes red and swollen. His skin looks almost transparent, like he'd seen a ghost. Something is definitely wrong, but he's just standing there like a beautiful pale statue. I open my mouth, but no words are coming out of it, so I close it.

"Princess, I'm so sorry!" His voice is shaky as he makes a couple of steps towards me. I can hear the blood in my veins boiling as the anger start building up again inside me. He lifts arms to hug me, but I slap them away. I make a step back, but instead of landing on the ground, my foot hangs freely in the air. As I fall, I close my eyes and a single thought comes into my mind.

Here goes the second thing I regret doing today.

But usually when you are falling, you have to land somewhere along the way down. Eventually, of course. Yeah, but I didn't! Instead of my bottom hitting the ground, I feel like it's going to the opposite direction - up.

"I got you!" David groans, making me slowly open my eyes. I realize that his gorgeous face is just an inch away from mine. "Hi, princess! I've missed you!" He says, a little smile forcing it's way to his lips. My whole body melts under the touch of his hands and just like that, my anger vaporizes, finally leaving my mind and soul in peace.

"I've missed you too." I manage to whisper before our lips smash.

The kiss is tender, but in the same time there is a tinge of roughness in it. It's addicting, breathtaking, demanding. It's everything that was missing in my life for the past three days. Everything I've been longing for.

"David, why you didn't call me back? I was so worried. You don't know how many awful thoughts went through my mind!" I say when we separate.

A sudden mist covers his eyes, making them even more darker. He looks so vulnerable, so heartbroken. It's unbearable to look at him, but I swallow the huge lump in my throat and decide to wait for his reaction. He lowers his head, letting out a loud sigh.

"My parents are getting a divorce." He quietly says, slowly glancing at me when I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands. "I really need to get out of here, Liza! Can we go somewhere where we can be alone?" The enormous sadness and hurt written on his face, leaves me speechless and I only manage to nod in response. Without asking any more questions, I take his hand and we silently make our way to my car. The only thing I can do right now is to try my best and ease as much of his pain as I can.

"The beach?" I say when I drive off the sidewalk. David looks at me, taking my hand in his.

"What will I do without you, princess!" As he kisses my hand a single tear rolls down his cheek.