Was It a Bad Idea Coming Back?

He Was All I Had

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A day in my life never felt so hopeless before. I didn’t want to go to school to face Lauren and her posse, and I definitely don’t want to face reality. Why does everything I love have to be taken from me? Why can’t I be the one to have leukemia? Wouldn’t it be better if it were that way?

Raphael’s POV

I hate private schools. “Raphael! Wait!” I heard I girl shout. What does she want now?! “Ummm…So, about the project that we’re assigned to do-”

I turn around glaring at her “How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t give a danm!” I shout in frustration. Why can’t she just leave me alone? Her blonde hair reminds me of Dara’s. Everything about this girl reminds me of Dara, but she doesn’t have the perfect facial structure like Dara. This is killing me! Every time I try to contact her it won’t go through. How I wish to be by her side.

              Cole’s POV

Watching Raphael slowly fall for Sophia makes me want to rip his throat out. Has he forgotten Dara already? This is aggravating me.

Making my way through the hall full of rich, spoiled brats, I spotted Raphael talking to Sophia. “Cole, don’t do this.” Nate says gripping onto my arm.

“Just let it be.” Victor says through his clench teeth “As much as I hate it too. It’s not our business.”

I look at both of them furiously “So, you just watch?” I ask angrily “Watch the girl I like, and your friend boyfriend forget about her?” My chest heaves heavily. They let go, glancing over to Raphael and Sophia. I hate this. Storming over, I grip onto Raphael’s shirt, slamming him against the wall “Is this how you treat, Dara?!” I shove him again “Are you going to forget all about her while were here, huh?!”

“Get off of me!” Raphael pushes my hands away, looking at me with piercing eyes.

“Don’t give that danm look. I’m not the one forgetting about her.” I say calmly with a hint of anger. For a moment his anger subsided and guilt came over, but soon became expressionless.

"You know, for a while i had thought you have changed." I look at him, nodding "But, no you are still the inconseterate, selfish, arrogant, egoistic, Raphael I've known from the start!" He walks away pulling Sophia along.

“Don’t forget your still Dara’s boyfriend!” I shout after him. “Ughh!” Why is he such an asshole?!

Walking into the gym, I walked over to the punching bag that hung at the corner of the gym. I imagined it to be Raphael. This would always bring out my anger, but not today. I tried everything to make me get over this situation, but it makes me so frustrated I can’t even think straight. I hate how we can’t get in contact with Dara.

Leaning my head against the punching bag, catching my breath "Why did we have to meet you, Dara?" I took another breath "This pain is killing me." I say to myself.

             Dara’s POV

I watch my dad carefully from the kitchen entrance as he watch Ellen Degenerous. “Hi, Dad.” I weakly say taking me seat beside him. “So, how’s the treatment going?” looking up, I can tell he’s struggling with this, too. Everyday he’s been getting sicker and sicker that’s it’s killing me.

“Well, nothing is improving.” He draws out a short laugh.

“Does mom know.” I took my seat across from him. Scanning my dad, he looked even worse than yesterday. “Dad, does mom know?” I ask again, a bit more aggressive this time.  He didn’t answer, looking up he looked helpless “No,” he shakes his head “she doesn’t know.”