First Love (David & Liza)

Chapter 45

David's POV

January, 2016

Love is a scary thing. It's thrusting someone with everything you have and they could decide to crush it at any moment and that is a very uneasy feeling. The keywords here are "at any moment".

And in this moment my mind is split into two parts that are constantly battling with each other, but there seems to be no winner. The first one, however small it is, is completely blinded by anger and doesn't want to see Liza ever again. I can't be like my dad and forgive so easily like he did with my mom. Because it hurts. It hurts so incredibly much to have your heart and trust stomped on and broken into smithereens, then tossed away like a piece of trash by the person you're calling "The One".

But there's the other part. The much bigger one, that somehow knows that there's more behind that horrible picture and that things aren't always what they look like at first glance. She's not a person who can do such thing. She's too pure, too innocent to even think about it. I know she is, because I know her too well. Despite all, Liza is still a huge and very important part of my life. I can't just wave my hand and erase her from my mind or pretend she never existed. Because she does. It may sound strange, but for the little time we've been together she became the main person who lights up my days just by being there next to me. I know I'm supposed to hate Liza and perhaps I should hate her for what she's done, but I can't force myself to feel something that's not there. I can't explain how, but I simply can't feel it. My entire body is literally rejecting to despise her in any way. But that doesn't change the fact that in the same time I'm utterly furious.

And on top of all, I have to deal with Zane. The poor guy tried to explain the situation multiple times, but with his high-level stuttering and my disgust towards him at that moment, it just didn't matter what he wanted to say. And honestly, I didn't care. So I left. I needed to abandon everything and capsulate myself for a while. I needed a break from everything and everyone. I needed time to think. But because the Universe is cruel and twisted, the only thing I could think of was Liza.  

She stormed out of Zane place so quickly, like the Devil himself was chasing her. She disappeared for a week and no matter how many times I called and texted her, she never replied. Being the overprotective person I am, that automatically made me worried, but I guess I'm not the only one who needs a little space and time. So, I waited. But when she didn't showed up on the first day of school and then for the rest of the week, I decided to push my internal battle aside and go to her house.

Imagine my frustration and immediate panic when I saw a burning car and two firetrucks in front of her house. I don't remember how I got out of my car or how I entered her home. But I would never forget the horrific thoughts running through my mind and how my heart was curled into a ball before I saw her. She was standing in the dark living room with a slice of pizza in her hand, wrapped in her favourite blanket and staring directly at me. As the massive wave of relief rushed through my body, I quickly made my way towards her and hugged her tiny frame. I buried my nose into her messy hair, inhaling its sweet strawberry smell that I missed so much. Having her in my arms again felt beyond amazing. After two weeks of not seeing her, I finally felt something other than anger and frustration. It was like all this time I wasn't whole, like my heart was missing a puzzle piece. But when I hugged her I finally felt complete. I know it sounds cliche, but it's the undeniable truth.

And then it hit me. I have to find out what exactly happened if I want to be with Liza again. The plan was slowly forming inside my head as I kissed her forehead and left.

I'm risking so much and I really hope that it's going to work.

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