The life of a "Nerd"

Chapter 17: The past is the past

Seth's POV

I didn't want to go home. Yet i knew i had too, it was only a wednesday, and mum would yell at me if i didn't come home. Although Ben asked if i wanted to stay at his house, i agreed but knew i had to go home and face Marcy. But Ben came along and i was grateful.

Juliet meeting Ben was the best, i mean Ben was the wost wonderful person i've ever met, we laughed together, pulled jokes on each other, shared most of our memories together, and we were just two peas in a pod. We did EVERYTHING together, except Ventures. Every weekend we would spend time together, and i enjoyed my company with him. He was a brother too me, and I to him. Juliet seemed to like Ben's company, and knew they would get along. It meant Juliet also got to see another side of me, the one she hasn't seen in me and Ben brought that out. The loud, funny, joking and comfortable me. Around Juliet i could be like that, but in a different way. Especially with a delicate situation with her mum and all.

Standing outside my door, i was feeling the nerves settle in. What did Marcy want to talk about? What was there to talk about? I sighed and unlocked the door, gave Ben a look of Help me please. And slowly stepped into the hallway of my house.

The moment i closed the door i heard my mum scream, "SETH!!!!!!" I rolled my eyes at Ben, but walked on ahead, too afraid to think about what was coming next. Ben shrugged but followed anyway. In the living room, i saw my mum sitting in her usual spot on the couch, with Marcy sitting in the arm chair next to the couch. Both of them stopped talking and just looked at me. Marcy looked tired, her long blonde hair was hanging loosly around her shoulders. Her dull grey eyes staring at me, with hate, and sadness. She otherwise didn't look much different.

Ben stood behind me, and i tried not to look at him. "Marcy." I said, politely, even though i didn't feel like being polite to her. A week can sometimes feel like a year, and this week felt like a year since i'd broken up with Marcy. "Ooh Seth..." She said, sounding almost sad by just saying my name. "What do you want?" I snapped at her, i wanted to get this over and done with, i wanted all of this to go away and let me back to a normal life, where i can admire Juliet, hang with my best friend, and not care about my ex girlfriend, or the mother i don't trust. "Seth, that's not how you talk to a lady." My mother told me. I didn't care, Marcy wasn't welcome here. "MUM! She isn't welcome here, i just. Want. To. Go." I told her. She frowned at me and glared at me.

I heard Marcy sigh and stood up, she walked towards me and i took a step back as she was only a few metres from me. She stopped and looked me in the eye. I avoided her gaze. "Seth, how about we talk in your room." I glanced over at Ben and he shrugged, saying It wouldn't harm and i sighed, he was right, talking isn't harmful. It never should be. "Fine.." I walked down the hallway to my bedroom, that was my sanctuary and my hideout. I spent most of my time here whenever i was at home, and to Ben it was a second bedroom. Ben's bedroom was my second bedroom, and i was glad for Ben's family to except me that way.

I opened my door and stalked into my familiar room. My room, with its loft bed with a comfortable couch underneath, posters along the walls of all the various things i like, i had a normal 2 door wardrobe with all my clothes and extra things in, with good storage. There was also a desk with my laptop on it, charging. Photo's lined the low window sill, mainly photos of me and Ben now. Some of my dad, but all the ones of me and Marcy are all in the bin. Marcy seemed to notice as it was the first place she walked over too. "The photo's are gone." She said almost sadly. Even if she had lied to me about loving me, i guess i was still her friend for 3 years or so. "Yes." I replied in a monotone  way. "Oh." She dropped her gaze from me.

Marcy walked over to my ipod dock, and turned on the music. I recognised the song immediatly, but i let it drop to the background of my brain, as all these other thoughts occupied it. "So what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" I asked, since i didn't want to be in another minute of silence, even with the music playing. "I just wanted to see how you were? I haven't seen you since we last spoke." I sighed deeply while looking down at my hands, i couldn't look at her. "I've had a rough week, all because of you, and Juliet..." I didn't elaborate, there was no need, they weren't friends. "Oh. Well it was never meant to happen." She told me, and i wanted to believe her. "But you were going to use someone else anyway, it would happen to anyone, and you chose me. ME! Out of all people." I sighed "It was OH so wrong for you to do that to me, you knew about my trust problems, and it took ages before i trusted you, and you've destroyed all hope of trust, for both you and my mum. Let alone anyone else."