Random Story Book 4

I trusted you

Her best friend's boyfriend glared at me from across the table. I ignored it, or at least I tried to with my head phones but I couldn't take it no more. I ripped them off turning to him. "Okay, whats your problem now, Jack?" He turned to me fully. "You actually. From what I here, you've been talking about Becka." I laughed. "What, you serious?" I laughed again. "I concider her my sister. I am never talking bad about her. Even when I feel she's being a little rude to me. I stand up for her and you have seen this. So why would possibly think I would talk about her?" He shook his head. "I think I would believe her over your own words, Ella." I scooted back and looked over at Becka who had been shaking her head at Jack the entire time.

The rumors. Lucas had been right. He told me, Becka had been talking about me behind my back. I just didn't want to believe it. I felt my face loose all emotion going void and cold like it had been I first met her.

I stood, throwing the rest of my food away, having lost all appatite. I gathered my stuff. "Ella, please?" I swung my bag over my shoulder and grabbed my camera. "Don't. Just don't." I started to walk away. "What? That's it. You're just going to drop me, just like that?" I turned her slowly. "Yes, just like that." She scratched her head furiously. "Why?" I turned away. "Because I trusted you."

I shoved past everyone that had gathered, some snickering, some just stepping out of the way, while the rest just whispered. I knew it. As soon as I opened myself up to someone, I would get stabbed in the back. I really had trusted her. Ever since Becka came back, she changed. She got a boyfriend, litterly, having sex with him within the first week and gave more to the guy.

"I tried to warn you didn't I?" I faced him blankly, seeming to catch him off guard. "And I told you. This is why, I don't make friends Lucas. Just because of that." I shoved past him too and he didn't dare try to reach out for me. I was in no mood. I didn't want to deal with it anymore. I am so tired of people using me, walking all over me, or just stabbing me in the back. I couldn't handle this anymore.

I rushed to my car as normal as possible. Not saying high or waving or doing anything. This was the last time I ever did anything like that. I didn't want to deal with people. I would just go back to my ways of brushing people off, and ignoring them. Get my stuff done without helping them.

I drive into my empty home and stepped inside tossing my bag down and cried. In all reality, I didn't want to be by myself, it hurt and it was lonely and cold. I slid down the door and just cried. No one was there to comfort me, no one. I had no one.

"Ella, open the door." Lucas? "Please Ella, just... Please just let me in." I stood slowly on shakey legs and backed away from the door. "Why? So you can stab me in the back too." I heard a thud, probably his head hitting against the door. "No! No, never, Ella. I couldn't do that to you. Even back then. I couldn't. That's why I left. I didn't have the guts back then to stand up against them. I didn't have the guts to tell you how I felt. How I felt about you." My heart thundered. "Please don't make me say this right here, like this, please. Let me tell you face to face. Please Ella."

I wiped my tears away and opened the door. He gave me a sad smile as I opened the door the rest of the way and let him walk in before I closed it shut and leaned up agianst it. "Say your piece and then be on your way. I'm too tired to deal with you now." I tried to walk away but he yank me back. "Just listen." He held me tight. "I love you Ella, I always have. I was a coward back then. I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't know how to stand up to them and for that I'm sorry." I wanted to get away then and I pushed hard but he wouldn't let me go.

He grabbed my chin and turned me towards him and kissed me. He actually just kissed me. And here I thought I was in love with someone else but Lucas just stole my heart away. Jacob had never beent here for me never. Lucas, he had been there me since he got back. When things really got hard for me. I say thanks now.