Ella's POV
My mind is still occupied, thinking about her, the way that she slammed that door on my face as I looked on her tired face makes me feel uneasy, worried that I can't sleep tonight. I move side to side on this large bed but I can't seem to find the comfortable position to sleep on.
I ran my hands over my face, tired of moving helplessly on this bed. I get out of the bed and make my way downstairs and walk into the kitchen to fetch a sleeping pill but it seems I used it so often this week. I feel irritated, angry, I don't want this... to feel these emotions that I'm feeling right way.
I sigh to myself. Maybe a glass of milk can help me sleep. - I thought.
I grab the bottle of milk and pour the contents into the glass, I gulp the last drop and go upstairs, to my big empty room. I sit on the queen size bed and lay on my back, close my eyes trying to sleep. Minutes passed but I'm still awake, I put a pillow on my face and scream away my frustration.
I look at my nightstand to see my phone's screen light up, I quickly grab it and tap unlock it. Just to see the class photo that we took when one of our classmate in Music class celebrated her birthday in class. The whole class was smiling in the photo, I look at every student in the photo until I stop at Queenie. I can tell her smile is real, the dimple on her left cheeks make her cuter.
I smile too as just looking at her face.
She's been absent since Tuesday 17th but when I saw her yesterday wasn't the Queenie I know. It's like she's a different person. Normally she would have that angry stare making her blue eyes ice cold. But her blue eyes yesterday seems dull.
I look at the time and it read 2:37 am. I look at her smiling face again before laying the phone back to the nightstand. I grab the pillow beside me and hug it, closing my eyes. Soon my eyes are closing, I can feel my body rest slowly.
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Morning came and my body feels so relax. I yawn before grabbing my phone off the table. I look at the screen and it read: 11:58 am. My body panic that I fall out of bed, my forehead smacking the cold brown wood floor.
Shit?! Why didn't it go off? I remember that I set it before going to bed. Desperate to not miss anymore subject, I quickly stood up and I entered my closet and randomly grab a panty and a bra. Then throw out black skinny jeans and a grey jacket that says: grunge 101 and black vans.
I quickly brushed my teeth, washed my face then applied a small amount of makeup on my face intentionally making my green eyes noticeable. I look at myself in the mirror before grabbing my bookbag and run out of the house and get in my range rover and revive it, I completely didn't give a fVck about the red lights.
Once I arrive at the school, I saw a silhouette. I turn around, surprised to the point that my body couldn't move. I wanted to walk closer to her but once those ice cold empty eyes locked with mine, I feel like I couldn't breathe.
Her eyes lingered on me for a second, she turns away and continues her way into the building.
I can feel my heartbeat fasten, Queenie came - I thought to myself.
I gulp the lump in my throat that I didn't know I have and slowly drag my feet closer to class, the class that she has too.
To be continued.

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RomanceCalled by students as the '' Satan President'', Queenie Smith is not afraid to use her mastery of taekwondo and judo techniques to discipline the misbehaving delinquents and defend the weak. She works as a waitress at night in a club and being a...