(un)happy // Martinus Gunnarsen

12

I hear the bell ring. I quickly get up and go to the toilets. I look at my face, my mascara has fallen down my face and my eyes are red and puffy. Crybaby!

"You fucking crybaby." I mumble to myself. Can't I do anything but fuck things up and cry about it?

I wash off the rest of my mascara and put my hair better. I don't look good, not at all. I don't even look decent. But after all that's going on, I don't even care if I looked like a squirrel been hit by twelve cars and walked over by a moose.

I step out of the toilets. I wonder if Jake is still at the nurse. I decide to go there and check it so I walk through the hallway where I see Marcus and Martinus talking about something. When I walk past them they get quiet and just look at me, of fuck off would you?

I open the nurse's door and go in. Jake is still there in the resting room.

"I'm gonna give you this and then you can go home." The nurse says to Jake and gives him a pain killer.

"Hey Jake how are you feeling?" I ask and sit next to him.

"My head kinda hurts but I'm fine." He says and smiles.

"I think you should go with him, he had a concussion and needs someone to be with him now." The nurse explains.

"Yea of course." I nod. We get up and leave the nurse's office. She gives us some papers and then we go home.

Jake opens the door and we walk in. I take off my shoes and follow Jake to the living room. He puts the tv on and we watch whatever is coming. We can't do much else because he had a concussion.

"How's your head feeling?" I ask.

"It doesn't hurt that much anymore." Jake says. I smile at him. We keep watching tv. It's kinda boring but better than school tho.

It's been a couple of hours. We've been watching tv, eating ice cream and just chilling in general.

"I think I should go home, it's almost dinner time." I say looking at the clock on the wall.

"Yea, thanks for being with me today." Jake smiles.

"Hey of course, you're my friend." I smile back. I put on my shoes and leave the house.

When I get home I hear some yelling from the kitchen, I think it's about Martinus. I go over there and nobody seems to notice me.

"Martinus that is no excuse to punching someone in the face!" their dad yells.

"I-I know, I don't know what got into me. I just love Jenny so much." Martinus says. My heart skips a beat. He still loves me?

"Should I leave?" I ask. Martinus turns around and when he sees it's me he turns his head down.

"No dear, it's okay, why don't you come and make dinner with me." Anne smiles and gestures me to go over there.

"Martinus you're going over there and apologizing." Their dad says. I try not to let the conversation disturb me but I can't help but pay attention to it.

"No way! She kissed my girl!" Martinus says throwing his hands in the air.

"I am not your girl Martinus!" I have to step in.

"Oh yes you are, I'm gonna make you mine again." He says and comes over to me. "I'm gonna make up everything I have done and get you to love me again. I'm not giving up on you that easy." He continues. His lips are like five sentiments away from mine and all I wanna do is grab him and kiss him, but I can't.

"Martinus your whole family is watching." I say quietly.

"I don't care, I could do this in front of the whole world, I could tell everyone how much I love you. Nobody can stop me." He puts his hand on my cheek and leans in to kiss me, but I just turn around.

"Could you hand me the potatoes?" I ask Anne. I glance at Martinus who's looking down. I feel a sting at my heart but I don't want to rush into anything. I mean he kicked my friend's ass.

Martinus leaves the kitchen looking really upset. Marcus goes after him and I keep making the food.