A Complicated Love

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Picture of Vanessa ^^^^

I stepped out of the shower and quickly grabbed my towel. I walked over to my closet and put on some clean underwear followed by a oversized sweater. I did my hair in a messy bun before taking up a pair of ankle socks and slipping them on.

I heard a knock on the front door and knew my mom would open it so why would I waste my time goong to answer it.

I laid in my bed and just stared at the ceiling for a while.

I then heard a knock on my door and I jumped. I got off my bed and rushed to the door and opened it to reveal a angry Chris.

"Hey." I said softly, not making eye contact.

"Don't 'Hey' me, Nessa. You totally ditched me today."

I pulled him into my room and shut the door before turning back to him.

"I can explain." I said and he gestured his hand for me to explain. "Well, uh, you see...... my mom called me over for a very urgent family meeting and I didn't want to miss it and she throws me out so I don't have nowhere to go." I said all that at a fast pace.

He blinked a couple times before rubbing his forehead. "Don't play with me, Vanessa."

"I'm not playing. It was urgent."

"Do you even want to celebrate?" He asked.

"What is there to celebrate?" I asked, completely clueless.

His jaw dropped and he shook his head. "I knew you would forget."

"What did I forget?"

"Our anniversary."

I stood there frozen as Chris looked at me.

"I'm so sorry. I-"

"Save it, Nessa." He walks over to the door. "When you're ready to actually talk, I'm always available."

He walks out and shut the door and I just began to cry.

I could I forget something as important as my anniversary with Chris. I messed up bad.

I laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep; not caring about homework or anything.

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Friday came very quickly and Chris still hadn't talk to me. It just felt weird with him not being close to me at school for three days straight. By the way I see him at school, he looked as if he hadn't slept for weeks and it only had been days since our little argument.

I made my way to the parking lot when I felt a hand on my shoulder I turned around to see Chase with a concern look on his face.

"Hey Chase." I greeted and he smiled as a reply.

"You've got to talk to Chris." He said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"He's a wreck. He isn't even remembering the plays coach gave us for the game that is in less than three fucking hours."He informs.

I shook my head. "I'm sorry Chase. Chris and I aren't really on good terms right now."

"Come on, Vanessa. Let's put behind all this relationship thing and focus on him getting a good college and achieving alot. I know you hate seeing him like this; just come speak with him."

I sighed and nodded my head. "Where is he?"

Chase smiled at me. "The boys' locker room. Follow me."