Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 6: "Always..."

(Penelope's POV)

After we all got home from the bowling alley through the cold afternoon, I apologized to the boys, "Hey guys? I'm sorry you have to hear and know all that." Tears were about to come out again, but I instantly held them back. "If you need me, I'll be upstairs in my room," I trailed off, with my knees wobbling. As I entered my room I shut my door and ran to my bed, sobbing.

I remembered every little thing that happened a while ago. I cried more. I never wanted to see Robin again, but he just won't leave me alone. I already moved on, why do my past keep on haunting me? Well, the fact is Robin and I had never really been a couple, I mean we tried to, but it didn't work out.

Right now, I just want to be alone, far away from people, far away from home. To somewhere that someone will never find me. I don't care no matter how long I stay. And I don't care if I leave people not knowing where I went and what I did. They don't know how much I want to be alone.

I shot my body straight up from bed. I looked around the room and noticed something beside my closet. It were my luggages. I think it's a good thing that it wasn't unpacked yet. I ran and sat down on the floor to lay down and unzip it. I opened my closet to reveal some of my clothes I left. I snatched them and stuffed them inside my bag. When I grabbed one of my blouses, I noticed something hard was being covered and when I opened it, I saw a picture of my cousin and his band. I observed every member and my eyes were locked upon one person that I couldn't get out my head these past few days. I sighed to myself and leaned on the frame of my bed. I thought clearly everything about him: he seems to be a nice and humorous guy. A very talented being, perhaps. I also thought about the 'kiss on my forehead' part. I suddenly cracked a smile at that moment. I sniffed and rubbed my eyes after that.

I flinched by a knock on the door. "Come in," I spoke, using my rusty voice.

"Penny, are you feeling fine already?" It was him. Speaking of Connor.

"Well that's such a dumb question to ask. Isn't it obvious? Because the truth is I'm not," I said.

"I'm sorry," he sounded scared. Scared of me.

I sighed, loud enough for him to hear. "No, I owe the apology, I shouldn't have answered like that, I was... depressed," I said.

"That's fine, I know you are," he reassured with a smile. "So... Robin huh?" he continued, "he was your ex am I right?"

I chuckled. "No, we never really became an official couple, we just dated. I mean we tried to be, but it never worked becaus-"

"-of his stupidity," he interrupted.

"Yeah, might as well describe it with that term," I said.

Then again silence has filled the air. I glance at Connor from time to time and his face faded into a frown. Suddenly, I noticed him... sniffing? I saw a tear roll down his cheek. Wait a minute, was he crying?

"Wait, are you okay? What's the problem?" I asked worriedly.

"Oh this?" He asked, pointing his face, "this is nothing," he denied.

"C'mon! You can let it all out on me, I won't judge," I smiled.

"To be honest I..." he started, "there's this girl. I don't know if I already love her or not, and I'm scared to know," he explained.

"Why are you scared to know?" I asked.

"I don't want to hurt myself, because I'm guessing that maybe she's still likes the jerk who broke her heart," he stopped. Then I noticed that more tears escaped his eyes. I rubbed his back. "Sshhh, it's okay, just let it all out," I wrapped my arm by his shoulders. He exhaled deeply, and stopped crying. "I'm the type of person that's so afraid of confessing, especially when it comes to my feelings," he added.