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#6

"Listen."

"No, I'm not going to."

"I've been by your side for four years and your boyfriend for one. You said nothing."

"What do I have to say?"

"Tell me Ace. Tell me about him."

"I will not."

"How much more time." Chase whispers. I couldn't do it, I buried myself in his chest. My tears soaking his shirt.

"Just a little longer," I said in between my muffled sobs.

"How much longer?" His voice broke.

"I... I... I don... I am not going to." I stepped away from him. His eyes rested on mine, sorrow engulfed him.

"Yeah, I better go now... I'll leave you to it." He mumbled as he hurried out of my room. All of this was too much to take in, first the dream... and now Chase. He was just trying to be a good boyfriend, but as usual, I pushed him away. Pushing my thoughts away, I hurried to my closet. I through on some sweatpants  and a hoodie. I left my hair out and slung my backpack over my shoulder. I rushed downstairs grabbed my keys and left the house. I jumped into my car and started driving. 

"Holy Shit!" I glanced down at my feet. I had forgotten to put on shoes or slippers for that matter, It didn't matter. I was just going to have to make do without them. As I drove into the carpark, I parked right out front so I didn't have to walk that much. I rushed into the library and took a seat in the study area. I huffed as I sank into the incredibly comfy chair. So far the morning had been crazy. And last night, for the first time in five years I hadn't picked up the holy Harry Potter book. I felt frazzled. Confused. But as usual it got my creative juices flowing. I unzipped my bag and pulled out my laptop. As I opened up a new document, I drummed my fingers on the table, as if it would hurry the process up. I couldn't forget. I needed to get It down before it disappeared from my brain.

"I didn't know we had had an assignment due?" I looked up. Ethen Hart was standing there. Right there. Blocking my path to ultimate creativity.

"I didn't know if you knew what a library was?" I shot back. 

"There's lots of things I don't know." He huffed as he sat in the seat opposite me, "Ash. Hear me out."

"Quick."

"Don't go running back to Chase to tell him. If you don't want to tell him. Don't tell him."

"Yeah No shit Mr Obvious. I'm not that dumb."

"Ash, Calm down. I was just making sure you..."

"Didn't do something stupid because I am the most stupid being ever. Right?" I cut him off.

"You have trust issues Ash. When you get insecure you push people away. That's why you don't like team sports that much. That's why you'd rather be alone then be having fun with Fliss." He stared at me right in the eye. He had just done surgery on my fried brain. He had just tried to lay me out as if I was an open book.

"Mr Hart. You do not know anything about me." I slammed my laptop and grabbed my bag as I headed over to the other side of the library where there were more people. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him following me. I'd just have to deal with it. 

"Ash. Listen, He loves you. All he wants to do is help you. I don't think he can handle not being able to help." He stated sitting, once again opposite me. 

"Nothing you are saying is connecting. First you tell me I don't have to tell him and now your practically trying to make me tell him."

"River." He looked at me straight in the eye. His eyes drilling into me. "Stop avoiding it. You're being silly and foolish." 

It felt like, I just choked on air. Like I was being stripped of air. Like I was dying. I had to get out of it. It was like my legs had a mind of it own. I ran out the library. I could feel the stares of other people hammering me. I ran to the car. "Fuck." I hissed. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck." I had forgotten everything inside. Including my keys. I yanked at the door. It felt like hell. I needed to run. My face stung. I could feel my tears stinging my eyes. "Fuck!" I screamed. 

"River, I'm right here. It's ok. I've got your keys. Sit in the backseat. It's ok." He opened the door and helped me in. My eyes were pulsing. I could hear the car start up. I had lost it. I needed Chase. I needed him. I needed those stone cold eyes to set me right. I needed his firm grip reassuring me that I was going to be fine. I needed him. 

"Chase," I whispered, "I need him." I stuttered, sobs racking me. 

"I'm going there it's ok." Ethen reassured.

"No, it's not."  

"Sorry?"

"He's mad. He's mad at me. He doesn't need me right now."

"But you do, River. You need him."

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