Let Me Go, Set Me Free

Part 3

This is the last part of this Short Story my loves :( But, if you all love it, let me know! Comment if you want me to continue Thomas and Tempe's story in another FULL novel! Let me know! Vote comment and fan! Also, don't froget to keep reading His Twin Brother! —Maria

Thomas’ POV

Every inch of my body became cold and lifeless. I couldn’t stand to watch them kiss in front of me. I stayed though, only for a minute, imagining me being out there instead. Proclaiming my love for the girl I long for.

How can she just take him back with open arms? He broke her heart for God’s sake. He doesn’t love her like I do. He can’t.  Chris doesn’t deserve a girl like her. Tempe could do so much better.

I ground my teeth together and grabbed my book bag and jacket.

They were still making out. My stomach churned.

I winced back in emotional pain, and opened the door.

The two of them jumped apart and looked at me.

“Thomas!” Tempe blushed. She looked so cute when she blushed.

“Thomas?” Chris growled. He looked at Tempe. “What’s he doing here?”

“He’s—,”

I cut her off.

“Leaving.” I moved past them off the porch to my car.

“Thomas,” Tempe pleaded, “come on. Please don’t leave. Please, stay, we can talk this out”

I looked at her expressionless, “I have nothing to say to you.”

She looked hurt, shocked, and sad. I didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted to take her in my arms and call her mine.

“Thomas…” She cried.

I shook my head at her and got in the car.

“What the hell was he doing here!?” I heard Chris yell as I pulled out.

“Gabby, Thomas, and I were having a movie night,” she said harmlessly.

I drove away trying to block out Chris’ and Tempe’s bickering.

I started crying like the baby I was.

As soon as I got to my destination, I pulled over on the side street.

I dug into the compartment on my dash board. Moving aside receipts, gum wrappers, and other junk, I pulled out my one pack of cigarettes that I so rarely use.

The only time I light up is on the anniversary of the day my dad left, and when I’m really pissed off.

Right now I have mixed emotions. I’m pissed off, heartbroken, and feeling like total douche bag. Why? Two words. Tempe Austin.

Tempe’s POV

There we were. Fighting again. But this time, I felt it was my entire fault. I felt sorry for both of them. I felt sorry for upsetting Chris with Thomas. I felt sorry for hurting Thomas. I knew where he was coming from. I knew that he had feelings for me. I know now that I’m a heart breaking bitch. I’ve hurt two important men in my life.

Tears continued to stream down my face.

“Tempe,” he growled at me, “why the fuck were you with him? Why was he sleeping over?”

“I told you Chris,” I sighed yet again, “Gabby, Thomas, and I were having a movie night. My folks are out of town. I was having them sleep over.”