Chapter Five
"No they don't, Gabe." I stated while looking to the floor, scuffing my feet across the smooth wooden floor.
"Lucy," he whispered.
"What?"
"You're always so difficult." He continued. I shrugged my shoulders slightly.
"What, and you're not?" I asked. He shrugged too.
"Well, no. You're difficult and hard to handle-"
"Thanks. Leave me alone then." I let out angrily. If he felt I was that difficult why couldn't he just leave me be? He sighed.
"Lucy-"
"Shutup Gabe, okay?" I glared into those eyes. They were filled with a twinkle of anger, and another half of regret.
"Just listen to me-"
"No," I replied grumpily. I didn't know why I felt so angry towards him.
"Stop cutting me off and-"
"Gabe I said shutup." I barked out angrily. His shoulders slumped.
"Fine." He snapped before stomping angrily to his door and shutting it with a powerful force. I groaned in annoyance. My hands met my head.
"Christ." I let out. I shut the door and fell face first onto the sofa.
Tonight didn't turn out as I planned. I planned a night to myself and in the end that's what I got, I suppose.
A feeling of unease and sadness warmed up my body, not in the best of ways. Why was I so difficult? Looking back I didn't even know why I was so angry. I was now angry at myself.
I was way past comfortable and happy enough to fall asleep again so I resorted to the TV. Grabbing the remote I flicked on the tele and settled down in misery.
I cracked my eyes open with force and stretched lazily across the brown leather.
The feeling of unease was still lingering. I needed to apologise to Gabe, I couldn't rest until I did. I felt guilty, ashamed, angry and upset. I hated arguing, especially with him.
Showering and putting on a fresh pair of clothes, I quickly made my way over to Gabe's door, rapping my knuckles onto the wood and hoping he would answer.
The door creaked open and I was met with those green eyes. His messy morning hair and the hooded eyes caused a lump in my throught and my heart to beat faster.
"Gabe, I came to say-" I began.
Gabe shut the door in my face without a word.
"Gabe!" I shouted through the door, banging my fists on the door loudly. "Gabe I'm sorry for last night, please don't be like this. I'm sorry!" I shouted.
"Lucy,just go away okay?" His voice was muffled slightly by the door. My heart dropped none of the less.
"Gabe. Please," I pleaded.
"Lucy, please go."
"No. Let me make it up to you," I said. No sound was made. "Gabe?"
"Lucy, go." He snapped. My eyes lowered slightly and my eyes began brimming with tears. I sniffled.
"Okay, okay, I'm going." I sniffled. I was now angry I was crying. I guess I hated being rejected, or being hated on.
With an even worse feeling in my stomach I made my way to my room and slumped myself onto the sofa. I wasn't moving all day.
Suddenly my phone rang, an unknown number fleeted across the screen. I picked it up.
"Hello?" I sniffed.
"Oh, hi, it's Paige. Remember me?" She asked. I smiled.
"Of course I do!" she chuckled.
"Good, good. Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to do anything today. You seem abit...upset?" Paige sounded unsure. But I knew she was right.
"Yeah, just a little," I giggled. "But of course, I'd love to spend the day with you."
"Great!" She chirped. "I'll pick you up in my car, it's new." I chuckled. She sounded so pleased.
"Sounds great, Thankyou, see you in ten?"
"Course, see you." I hung up and flung myself back. I guess abit of girl therapy wouldn't hurt.
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Today had been amazing, Paige distracted me enough to forget about Gabe even for a few hours.
Paige had turned out to be an amazing girl and I had learnt so much about her. She was easy to get along with and we agreed to meet up again soon. I was happy about that.
As soon as she had to go back home the empty feeling took over my body, and knowing Gabe wasn't speaking to me amplified it to a hundred. Going home and glancing at his door made my heart sink, and I didn't know why. I sighed in sadness.
I didn't know what to do with myself for the rest of the evening. Sat here in my own self pity and regret wasn't going to help at all, I knew that.
Suddenly, I heard the clicking of heels make their way down the hallway, until suddenly I could hear them outside my door. Taking a look through the spy hole, my heart sank further this time. I'm sure my heart was near my toes by now.
A blonde made her way into the dark room which Gabe was in, he stepped out to greet the blonde in his usual tight top and jeans, it also seemed like he'd made an effort for her. He kissed her on the lips, a full lip kiss, which made the anger leak out from my pores. Why was I so angry, again?
My eyes began to well up again, and I didn't know why. I guess I felt left out, kind of betrayed in a way. Gabe was my friend, he was supposed to be with me, he was always saving me from being alone and bored, and I knew now he didn't want or need me in his life, that's what hurt.
Yet you couldn't blame him, I treated him poorly, I deserved what I got, it still hurt to know I had been ignored by someone who had meant quite a lot to me over the past set of weeks.
But then suddenly, I realised Gabe had all ready got a girlfriend, feelings of anger and sympathy for the girl finally over powered my sad state, making my fists twitch. One thing I hated was a gorgeous boy thinking he could cheat his way through life. That angered me so much. My emotions were haywire, they never used to be.
I tried contemplating whether I should go over there and tell him what I really thought, or just let myself stew in my own boiling pot of anger.
Thinking it was better not to get involved, I sat there with only my emotions keeping me company, and that same question running through my mind.
What was he doing to me?
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