My Time To Go

13

I left Rachael's house a little after 9 and decided on going to visit mum.

I walk in the dark watching the street lights flicker as I pass, another cloudy night rolls in rapidly as the darkness takes over, no starts present in the sky, but the air still feels humid.

It trails behind me, hushed, leaping from the trees, admiring my every move. It blends and disappears into nothingness until the figure boldly creeps in front of me, its outline present in the dark.

The person blocks the light behind them, which causes me to take a while to adjust to the lighting when I realise that Maddison is the one stood before me.

"Well look which rat decided on coming out from hiding. Are you hunting for food sweetie?" I snarl as she glares at me.

"You know I wouldn't be here if I didn't need you", she replies while adjusting her clothing, well I should say her rags because she was barely wearing anything.

Maddison and I used to have casual sex, until it wasn't casual anymore and she started to want more. However, I being the gentleman I am, was not going to break her heart so I let her go.

She had short black hair, nothing like Rachael's that lusciously hung about her back. Maddison's blue eyes were fierce and menacing, however her nose and cheeks was covered in freckles, and as well as that she had pale skin, which burnt easily. Which is why she came out in the night, and not very much during the day.

"What do you want?" I retort bitterly, while looking around to see if anyone was watching us.

"You, Nathaniel. I want You"

"We talked about this Maddie, c'mon I've moved on. You knew what you was getting yourself into, the circumstances were not just gonna change."

"Well, they did change for me. You were the best I've had and I can't just stop. I need more"

"But I can't give you more, and you know that"

In all honesty I used her. I really did. I used her to numb the pain after mum died, despite it happening a few years ago it still hurt like a bitch and I needed a distraction and Maddie wasn't too bad herself, but relationships was not how I rolled, well until I met Rachael. Damn that girl is changing me into a pussy ass bitch.

"Can't you try"

"But I don't want to, plus I'm seeing someone," I reply smugly.

"Seeing someone how? Like you're sleeping with someone or you're dating someone?

"It isn't important to you, but...."

"Is it that girl you saved the other day in the alley way?"

"How do you know about that?"

"Cause I watched it, duh. Omg! It is, you are totally screwing her behind my back."

"Behind your back? There's nothing between us Maddison, and you know that. Stop trying to make whatever this is work. It's over and that's that." I exclaim while starting to stroll down the pavement. I was having a good day and here she comes and ruins it with her sentimental crap.

This is not over," she hisses while stomping away, with her purse tucked tightly under her arm, and into darkness she returns as her figure blends back into the silhouette it once was. The echo of her shoes bouncing from wall to wall until there is no more. And it's simply me, myself and I, silently strolling down the street in the dark of the night.

I don't like relationships. It just gets so emotional and crappy and sentimental and shit, and I can't deal with that. But I guess it could be a little fun. We get to fuck and stuff, but apart from that it seems like a waste of a lot of time. And then at the end of it all someone's gonna get their heart broken and it sure as hell will not be me.

But then there's Rachael. And she's like an angel that fell from the sky. All cute and shit, fucking irresistible and addicting with her gorgeous bold eyes and her soft skin. Damn, she makes my body turn into fire by just looking at her, and my dick go hard just by thinking about her. I needed to gain some self-control over this shit.

I would date her. I mean, I hate rich people, obviously but she's not just rich. She's superior and angelic, nothing like i've ever seen before and she makes me feel complete, she makes me forget about my pain, about mum, dad, Luke, all the people I've hurt, all the people I've let down. She allows me to be me again, the me with no worries or cares. She's addicting like a drug, and I can't stop myself. Not right now, not ever.

Damn, I sounded like a pussy.

Why is she doing this to me?

.....

I ended up not going to visit mum and going straight home, if you could even call it a home.

Tomorrow was graduation day, and I needed to be mentally prepared to being around so many people.

I didn't really want to go but I promised Daniel so he wouldn't have to go alone, because he hates just about everyone, just like me.

As soon as I get this over and done with I can finally start my plan, on completing Rachael's bucket list.

When she was talking about it today it seemed urgent like she needed to complete it now, and so I shall help her.

There was some crazy shit she wanted to do, like be in two places at once or fly to greece, which for a rich person isn't that crazy, but sure as hell is crazy for me.

But I was determined to help her and so, in a few days I will take her to a steakhouse, and we shall spend the day, just as she wants.

As well, I think I could pay for a breakfast bar in a pancake house. I don't know why she wants to do that compared to all the things she's done before, like swim with dolphins and scuba diving, but I guess she could just really love pancakes.

But she wouldn't tell me what was the number one thing on her list.

I needed to know. That would be the best present for her, I hope it's something good and inexpensive.