I decided to go back to school the next day. It was the only way to see Chris, since he didn't reply to my messages and calls and didn't answer the door either when I went to his place. He had also closed the curtains as if he wanted to hide from me. Was it really that bad that I had feelings for him?
I sighed softly on my walk to school. I was listening to music and didn't pay much attention to my surroundings.
In hope, in love
Mankind works in mysterious ways.
Oh, yes, how true.
I soon arrived at the school and looked at the building. It has been a while since I was here last time. I looked around and noticed that everyone was looking at me. Of course they were. I hadn't been here at school in way more than a month and I probably was known for what happened to me. I really hoped that noone would shower me in pity. The looks they all gave me were enough for me.
I kept my head down and walked into the building. I went to my first class for the day and sat don in the back, as I always did. After pulling out my notebook I noticed that someone was standing in front of me. I pulled out my earbuds and looked up. It was a girl, I recognized her from somewhere, but she surely wasn't important enough for me to remember her name.
"You want something?" I asked.
"Yeah, this is my seat." she sounded like a bitch.
"I've been sitting here since the beginning of this year, so fuck off."
She scoffed. "Oh really? I'll just tell my boyfriend to beat you up, then I'll get my seat back for sure. Heard you like getting beat up by hot guys anyway."
I shook my head and ignored her. How could a person like this even have a boyfriend?
I froze when I heard someone walk in and she started talking again.
"Chris, baby, this pathetic emo won't give me my seat back. Can you beat him up for me? Pretty please?"
I didn't even dare to look up, I knew it was him. My Chris. Or I guess not my Chris, that was just a dream. I gathered my stuff as fast as I could and ran out of the room. I heard that bitch laughing at me, but no sound from Chris.
I ran to the bathrooms and locked myself in a stall where I slid down to the floor and started shaking heavily. I was having a panic attack. I hadn't had one of those for a while, since Chris has always been around, but now I was alone again. I tried to control myself, but I couldn't. I started choking on my own sobs as tears ran down my cheeks and I hugged myself, rocking back and forth fast.
Soon I heard the door opened and tried to hide in the corner as much as possible.
"I know you're in here Ricky..." Chris said softly.
I tried not to make a sound, but I cried harder and therefore louder.
It didn't take him long to break down the door to the stall I was in and I knew I had to confront him.
