Love Isn't As Simple As It Should Be

All Things Break Apart

"What are you still doing here?" Haruno asked Satomi, buttoning up her white uniform shirt, curiosity drenching every word.

Satomi pulled the blanket over her head in response, having still been in bed.

The redheaded manager approached her, yanking the covers off of Satomi's head. "What's going on? If you don't get ready soon you'll be late for class," she reminded her.

"I'm not going to class," Satomi replied, quickly submerging herself under the blankets again.

Haruno blinked in confusion. "Why not?" she asked, sitting down next to her friend. "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm fine," Satomi grumbled.

"You have been acting weird since last night," Haruno continued. "Did something bad happen? Your eyes look tired and red. Have you been crying?"

"I already said that I'm fine," Satomi insisted, burying her face in her pillow. "I'm just not feeling well this morning." She explained hoping that was enough to convince Haruno. Satomi really did not want to talk about what happened the night before.

"Oh no!" The manager gasped. "Do you want to go to the nurse?" she asked in concern.

"I don't think that's necessary," Satomi said. "Thanks for worrying about me though."

Haruno shook her head. "You don't have to thank me. That's what friends are for." She smiled kindly.

Satomi gave her a strained smile in response. "Now go if you don't want to be late," she added pointing to the digital clock on the nightstand beside her.

Haruno shrieked when she noticed the time. "You're right! I'm going to be late!" she called out, grabbing her backpack. "Don't worry, I'll tell the teacher you are sick and bring you the homework after school!"

"Thank you so much. You're the best." Satomi nodded in gratitude.

Haruno waved goodbye before leaving.

'Good,' Satomi thought to herself. 'Now I can sob as loud as I want.'

Last night was the worst night of her life, consisting of her biggest fear coming true. Miyuki was mad--no, he was furious with her. She had never seen him that angry before and it absolutely terrified her. Satomi always knew that they would eventually have their first fight just like any other couple, but she never imagined that it would end up like this. Aside from looking angry, Miyuki looked disappointed. The way his eyes glared at her made it seem as if he was done with her. That was the part that scared her the most. Had he broken up with her? She didn't know, she wasn't even sure if he still wanted to talk to her after what happened. With the current situation at hand, Satomi wasn't sure where she and Miyuki stood. Part of her didn't want to know either. She was too afraid.

Satomi absentmindedly took her phone from her nightstand. A small frown crossed her lips in mild disappointment. There were no new messages from Miyuki. Although she was hardly expecting any text messages from him, she couldn't help but feel dejected. It was painful to be in such bad terms with him. She wanted to reach out so bad, but she knew she didn't have the courage to do so. Satomi knew that she had to apologize to him because she was the one who caused the fight. If she just hadn't been such a coward and came clean to Miyuki, then none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have hurt the person that she loved and cared for the most.

Her shyness, meekness, and inability to stand up for herself were the traits that she hated the most about herself. Those traits were always holding her back from making more friends, making her an easy target for bullies, and now, the reason that she probably just lost Miyuki forever. Satomi hoped that he wouldn't stay mad for long. She also hoped that one day he would be able to forgive her for hurting his feelings. She couldn't live knowing that in all likelihood he hated her now.