An Imperfect Beauty and Her Beast

Don't Be Sad, Romeo

A/N Hey guys, I've got a week off from school so I'll try to fit in an extra chapter. I've been having writers block so this chapter is a little shorter than I would've liked. Anyways,hope you guys like it.

Giovanna’s POV

 "I'm really going to miss you," I said.

I could feel my eyes stinging, ready to let go of the tears I was trying to hold back. I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes.
"But it's not like we won't see each other again, right? This goodbye won't last forever," I said with hope.
I couldn't believe he was actually leaving. Even if I did only know him for a couple months. He's become one of my closest friends.
"Yeah, you're right. This won't be for forever" Josh hugged me tightly and whispered, "I'll be back. Wouldn't want to miss the wedding."
I pulled back, "What wedding?"
I watched his eyes as they glanced over to David. When I got the hint, I could feel the heat rushing to my face.
"Jesus, Josh. He doesn't think of me like that."
"We'll see."
Everyone was waiting on Josh and I. They had all already said their goodbyes so that just left me. As much as I didn't want him to go, I knew it was the right thing. It must be hard on David though. Ever since they made up last week, I’ve gotten a glimpse of their true friendship. I'm happy that they did make up, I just didn't realize how angry Josh could get. Especially to the point where he would actually punch David. It was definitely a surprise when I saw him walk into the kitchen smiling, covered in dirt with a throbbing jaw. He told us the general story of what happened while he iced his jaw. He looked so happy.

But today, he wasn't as happy of course. He tried smiling, but it came out forced. When the front door finally closed, David excused himself from the room. No one stopped him. Linda gave me a sad look as I walked out of the room as well. I didn't know what to do. I wandered around the halls just thinking. I wanted to go to the study. But then I didn't. I wanted to go to the art room. But then I didn't. This happened every time I thought about going in a room. I made my way to David's wing and wandered around there. Then I heard his violin. I didn't recognize the song, but I heard its sadness. I picked up my pace and knocked on David's door.
"Uh, just give me a sec!" he yelled. But something was off about it. Too cheery. Too forced. Just like his smiles today.

He opened the door seconds later. His face looked pale with a hint of red around his cheeks. It tried to hide the puffiness in his eyes. I know that trick all too well.

“You don’t have to cover up. It’s okay to be sad.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You were crying.”

“And how would you know that?”

“Because your eyes are puffy.”

“They are not.”

“Are to.”

“Not.”

“To.”

“Not.”

“Jesus, David. It’s okay to cry.”

“But I don’t want to cry. I should be happy.”

We leaned his head against the doorframe as I sighed.

“Can I come in?”

He hesitated before nodding his head.

I can see why he hesitated.

“Holy crap! What happened in here?”

The room was an absolute mess. His shades were closed making it very dark except for the one lamp on. But that didn’t make the giants mess any less unnoticeable. His blankets and pillows were strewn over the floor. Papers were scattered all over the desk and overflowing in the trash bin. The closet was open and clothes looked like they were thrown randomly. Furniture was shifted in different positions along with a chair on its side. And that was just the beginning,