When We Meet Again

Chapter 32 | Rainy Blues

I watched the raindrops run down my windowsill and pile up at its edge.

The weather seemed to comprehend my lack of tears and had substituted them with rain instead. Oh joy, a gloomy weather for my gloomy mood.

As soon as I had got home, I had switched off my phone and kept it in my drawer. I didn't want to contact anyone.

My computer lay splayed stop my mattress. My blog containing a draft of my most recent emotional breakdown.

My heart hurt.

It felt like someone had taken a knife and sliced through it. Like someone had taken a sledgehammer and started hitting my head with it. Like someone had punched my stomach and torn my heart apart, never to be sown back together again.

I had officially lost my best friend. Maybe I never had him.

History was repeating itself. Again and again and again.

Why was this happening to me?

And why did it feel worse than last time?

When Zara left, it had been horrible. I had been crushed. I had cried, and cried. But somewhere inside, I felt like I should have expected it. This-felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and stomped on. Why was that? Why did I feel like I'd lost someone who was more than my best friend. Like I'd loved him more than how I'm supposed to.

What was wrong with me?

And then it struck me.

Fear. Fear rushed through my body, draining it void of what little energy I had left. it took over my heart, binding it in a cage so strong my heart cried to get out, but it couldn't.

My face paled as realization dawned upon me.

I was falling in love with Maxon Stevens.

I was already in love with Ax.

But I was falling in love with Max.

Suddenly, by door barged open and two figures walked in.

"Oh my god, this feels like a morgue! Lee, what are you doing to yourself?" Cried Sharon coming up to me.

Our house had a central AC system that wouldn't reach my room. I'd said it was too stubborn to, while the electrician said the air wasn't evenly distributed throughout the house.

I stuck to my opinion. Anyway, so my parents got me a wall AC, which currently was at its maximum, making the room feel like pretty much a winter wonderland.

Or in Sharon's more morbid words, a morgue.

I had also switched off all the lights in my room, making it as dark as possible.

I was seated my the window, covered in a blanket wearing only a tank top and a pair of shorts.

I didn't even care if I matched them right.

Just a few days since school started, and my entire life had fallen on me.

I sighed.

Why did he have to come back?

I could have just lived in my fantasies if it wasn't for him.

Stupid girl. You should be used to it by now. 

"Hailey," Sharon whispered, walking towards me as she pulled me into a hug that I didn't return.

I looked up at her deep blue piercing eyes and almost felt a tear drop. "I think I really, really liked him. And not in a friendly way."