Seven Days || completed

Part 9: Day Six

I was awaken by the blinding rays of the god damn sun. Oh god why was it so bright. Groaning, I turned to my side, trying to shield myself from the evil sun rays that dare ruin my sleep. I hugged my bolster, though for some reason, it wasn't that soft.

I was a hugger, and so, I practically squeezed the hell out of the bolster. Or at least I thought it was a bolster.

"Oww!! Sweetheart, I love you and everything but can you please not murder me?" Oh my god oh my god oh my god! I literally pushed my bolster - I mean you - away, jumping off the bed.

"Holy...I'm wearing my clothes right?" I glanced down, thankful that I was fully clothed.

"You were tired, not drunk!" You exclaimed, your face turning a bright shade of red.

"Right.."

"Anyways, what are we doing today?" 

"Well, maybe we can-" Suddenly your phone rang. Holding the conversation, you answered the call, your face turning paler by the second. I knew something was wrong. 

You ended the call and looked at me, your watery eyes meeting mine. 

"Let's go. I'll drive." I said. Without a moment's waste, I packed up our stuff. You were plopped down on the bed, completely unsure of what to do. I knew you were trying your best to hold everything in, to hide your emotions. But unknowingly, you let a tear stream down your face. 

I walked over to you, tears of my own rolled down my cheek. It pains me to see you in pain. I crouched down. My hands cupped your cheeks as my thumb swept the tear away. Brushing my lips against yours, I interwined our fingers before standing up and pulling you out of the room. 

In silence we walked out, our hands still connected while the other free hand carried our stuff. I was curious. What had happened. What could break you just like that? But I knew better than to ask. 

We drove back home, in silence once more. I bought breakfast for us, but although your stomach rumbled loudly, you seemed too exhausted to eat, or talk, or do anything. When we finally reached your street, you spoke. 

"Not here, go to school." 

"To school?" You did not elaborate. I drove to school, in hurry. 

When we reached school, you did not even wait for me to stop before you opened the door and dashed out. Hurriedly, I parked the car before chasing after you. 

Eventually, we stopped at the staffroom, where something was clearly happening. A woman was clenching a guy's shirt, obviously angry. On closer looking I realised who they were. Your mother and your math teacher. 

But...that doesn't make sense. You're fantastic in Math. This teacher clearly loves you. He's openly biased towards you. Why would your mother be angry at him?

I looked at you again, and I see more tears rolling down your cheek. 

"Mum... please stop." You sound so broken. 

"Ma'am, please.." I have actually never talked to her. You never wanted me to meet your parents. 

"You! Why are you with him! I told him! I told him....IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" In a second, she shifted her attention from me to the male teacher. Quickly, you got between them. 

"Mum, stop!" You said, more firmly. 

"No! No, I won't! He's the reason why you're still with her!" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What does she mean? She turned to look at me, her furious eye staring me down. 

"YES! You didn't know did you? You caused my family a huge deal! You, you..you selfish little girl. How dare you! He and sweet Jenny were supposed to get engaged yesterday, and then get married once they complete their studies. But no, he disappeared. And then I found out, he was with you. Even when he said he'd do it. He said he'd marry Jenny, for me, for his mother. But you ruined it. And you," she then turned to look at the math teacher, "You encouraged him! How dare you?! If a student comes to you for advice, for such a dangerous issue, don't you think you should have called the parents? We know the child best. We know what is right!" 

My lips were bruised from me biting them. But I refused to cry. So you didn't really love me? You were just using me to get out of an arranged marriage? 

"I'm sorry.." I whispered, before turning around and walking off. 

"Baby..." You begged, but I ignored you and continued walking.

"Where are you going? Come back here, young man!"

 I heard footsteps, I heard someone running, I felt fingers grab my wrist, I remember yanking my arm back, I felt you wrap your arms around my waist, I remember crying once more. 

"So..you just used me? You didn't really want me?" I cried into your chest.

"No..no..never..I loved you..I love you.." you were crying too. 

"I need to think..I'll call you, maybe.." I pulled myself away from you, walking home. 

"How many times will you walk away baby.." You whispered, unbeknown to me. 

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I know this book is way too old and no one reads it anymore but I just want to complete it.