Love is everything

Why God hates me? {17}

*Alice's POV*

She showed up from nowhere, and she apologizes and that's it? Should I go running to her arms? Even if I want to... How can she act like that after three fucking weeks. I groan as I continue running to... I don't know. I'm just running away from her.

"Alice" I stop as I hear Karen calling me. I look at her and she looks at me worried. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just... didn't expect that." She smiles as she grabs my hand.

"Wow, it's red." I laugh at that. Yeah, it hurts like a bitch. What is she made of? It seemed as I slapped a rock or something like that. "Does it hurt?"

"A little." I say nonchalantly shrugging my shoulders and getting my hand back.

"Sure... Let's go." She says grabbing my hand, again, but this time dragging me with her.

"Where?" I ask confused.

"To my room."

"Why?"

"Are you serious, Alice? To take care of your hand." She says seriously. My hand hurts, but it's not that bad... I think.

As we make our way to the dorm, we meet with Mrs. Roberts. Damn, God really must hate us. Karen stops in her tracks when she sees her.

"Hi." Karen says shyly. Mrs. Roberts looks at us, more specifically at our holding hands. She's jealous, as I realize this I get closer to Karen and I go from holding hands with Karen to surround her with my arms around her waist and putting my head on her shoulder.

"Why are we stopping sweetie?" I ask sweetly trying not to make it too obvious that I'm just faking it. I see the shock on Mrs. Roberts and Karen, but I wink at Karen and I think she got my meaning.

"To greet my teacher, of course." She says smiling and getting comfortable in my arms.

"Well, greeted. Now let's go to your dorm, shall we? I'm getting tired of waiting." I whisper to her in a suggestive tone, but loud enough for Mrs. Roberts to hear me.

"Su-" Karen starts before being interrupted.

"What the hell!?" I hear someone say behind me, gosh, please, please tell me I heard wrong and it isn't who I think it is. I turn my head and sure it is, Sam. Ugh, why don't you just kill me? Why do you hate me so much God? I ignore her and disentangle from Karen as I hold her hand and we start walking to the dorm. I hate this day. We walk in absolute silence all the way to her dorm. Once there we just walk to her room and I threw myself on her bed after she did the same.

"God hates me." I say seriously, but Karen just laughs as tears falls from her face. I just sigh and I smile looking at her. "She has feelings for you." She stops laughing when she hears me. She sighs and looks at the ceiling; I thought that was my thing... Whatever...

"It doesn't matter, she's married." She says flatly.

"She could divorce-"

"No!" She yells sitting up and looking at me.

"Why?"

"It's not fair."

"And it's fair for you to suffer?" I ask sitting myself too.

"Yes! I was the one that brought this to myself, not her." She's serious, she thinks this is her fault. This is not her fault.

"This isn't your fault." A third voice interrupts us. I look at the door and there she is, Mrs. Roberts.

"Uh-" Karen it's at a loss of words.

"I'll let you talk." I say getting up from the bed.

"No!" Karen yells, getting up from her bed too, and stopping me from leaving.

"You two need to talk and I'll just be on the way Karen." I tell her calmly to let her know that this is the best. They need to talk, she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. I walk to Mrs. Roberts and as I reach her side I tell her; "Don't hurt her." I try to tell her in the best calmer voice than I can get, I know that from what I see in her eyes it's not her intention, but sometimes it cannot be avoided. I sigh as I walk out and close the door.

"Can we talk?" Urgh, I turn to the voice to see Sam standing there, awkwardly. It's one of the first times I see her so... human.

"Yes. It seems that we should do that." I say looking at the room of my friend.

"They'll be fine."

"How can you be so sure?" I ask looking at her eyes.

"I saw them." She look at my friend's room. "I saw her eyes. She just has to deal with her feelings a little more, but I see that she really likes her." She says seriously. "She just doesn't know if it's worth the risk, but sometimes it's worth it even if it's for a short time." She looks at me again. I think she's talking more about her than about my teacher.

"Is that what you think? Or what you think she's thinking?" I see her flinch, it's the first time I see her flinch.

"Yes, that's what I think and it is also what she's thinking." She smiles at me while she's saying that.

"How do you know what she's thinking?" She sighs.

"I know that- no, you deserve to know. However, not now, please, give me time, right now let's talk about us. Okay?" I can see that she's being honest, I should give her a chance to explain.

"Okay, let's talk"