Sweet

Chapter Nine: Eclair

Chapter Nine: Eclair

My mother wasn't mad that I said that to her. She was more worried and concerned to what made me say that kind of word. She brought a homemade eclair up to my room and we had a heart to heart.

"Boys are foolish." My mother simply said after hearing all of this. I nodded in agreement.

"But we can't help but fall for them." She continued, placing her hand on my back and rubbing in circles. I nodded, some tears falling from my face. She hugged me tightly and kept rubbing my back as I cried onto her shoulder.

"C-can I stay home tomorrow?" I asked my mother, wiping my face and tears. My mother nodded, smiling softly. She then left the room as she could tell I just needed some time alone.

I stared at the ceiling, room was silent and gloomy. I picked up a pillow and threw it angrily at the ceiling. It landed on my face and the tears came once more. They painted my face and I made bawling sounds so loud you would think someone would have died. My heart felt shattered and it was trying to place the pieces together but the pieces just fell apart again. My head felt split open as I'm still trying to process what I just went through.

I closed my eyes as the tears kept streaming down my face. I silently cried myself to sleep.
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As my mother allowed me to, I stayed home today. I don't know why I felt the need to skip school. I could always ignore Elijah but I guess, seeing him would hurt too much. My heart was already completely shattered, I don't need my mind to be shattered as well.

Instead of staying in bed all day, I helped my mother with the bakery downstairs. Some of our customers were pleased to see me. I had some pleasant conversations although I avoided answering them when they asked about my love life.

"Pastel!" My mother yelled from the kitchen. I went into the kitchen to see what she needed and I burst out laughing as soon as I saw the mess she made. There was pink fluid gushing out of the blender and it was also all over my mother's apron.

"Lemme guess, you forgot to put the top on the blender again?" I asked her while laughing. When she nodded, it made me laugh even harder. She has been making smoothies for the past seven years and this has got to be the tenth time she forgot to put the top on.
I helped her clean up the mess with nearby cloths. Some people were wondering what happened so I popped my head out.

"The usual happened." I answered them.

"Mary forgot to put the top on the blender again." Mrs.Hearth explained to all the confused customers. Some laughed, and some went back to playing with their phones. I went back into the kitchen and finished helping my mother clean up. After that incident, I made the smoothies for the rest of the day.
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The bakery just closed a few minutes ago and I was wiping off tables, music blasting BTS. The song was called 'I Need U' and was hitting deep into my soul. I mean, the words are all in Korean but the way they make the song so sad just makes me feel something inside.

Unconsciously, I started singing along with the song. I was too caught up in the music to even notice a pair of eyes watching me with amazement. As soon as the song finished, I heard clapping. I whipped my head and my eyes widened, mouth agape. Elijah.

"W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, backing away from him as he moved towards me. He frowned as he saw I didn't want to be near him. I winced the slightest as he stared at me with sorrowful eyes.

"I'm here to see you." He finally answered me. I stared at him confused.

"Why?" I asked him.

"Excuse me?"

"Why are you here to see me." I questioned him, raising the towel up in unconscious defense as he made his way toward me. He opened his arms up and suddenly took me in a hug. I pushed him away, eyes filling with tears. He cupped my face and I slapped his hands away. Then he removed my hands from my face, held onto the tightly, and harshly pressed his mouth against mine. I struggled against, trying to not enjoy the feeling of his mouth against mine.

Eventually I gave up with struggling and my hands dropped to my side. He broke away instantly and stared at me, eyes widening as tears were painting my face.

"I'm sorry but I needed you to look at me." He said, looking down. I raised my hand and he looked at me, seeing that he deserved what was going to come. Instead of slapping him, I curled my hands in a ball and slightly hit them against his chest.

"Why did you do that? Especially after you rejected me!" I yelled while crying, confused at his actions. My heart aching even more and my mind splitting open. I felt his shoulders move the slightest and I looked up. My eyes widened as I saw tears in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to reject you.." He trailed off, tears finally falling.

"I just didn't want to break you."

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We sat down at a nearby table. The room was quiet and gloomy. The happy colors of the bakery now were dimed as happiness clearly wasn't present.

"I had a girlfriend before." He started and I looked at him. Seeing that now he was finally explaining his actions, I payed attention and listened silently.

"I really liked her and I thought our relationship would last. We were happy and it was perfect until something terrible happened." He broke off, tears painting his face and I frowned deeply. No matter if I was mad at him, I still didn't want to see him like this.

"What happened?" I questioned him cautiously. He looked at me and I saw pain through his eyes.

"I cheated on her when she was facing bullying. It got so bad that I didn't care about our relationship anymore. When she needed me, I was out fucking some other girl. It..broke her and she ended up in a mental asylum." He finished. He leaned over and curled in a ball, visibly shaking and sobs coming out from his mouth.

"I really like you, Pastel, but I can't face the fact that I will bre-"

"You won't break me." I cut him off, he looked up to me with shock. I held up my arms, bending them to show my muscles off.

"I'm a strong girl." I joked and he made a small smile. I went over to him and started hugging him.

"I don't know why I am still putting up with you but..." I trailed off. He looked up at me, some hope tinted in his eyes.

"But I'm in love with you and I'm prepared for anything that's about to come." I finished. He stared at me with an adoring expression in his facial features and moved his face closer to mine. He cupped my face with his hands and slowly, but gently pressed his lips against mine.

"I love you too."