Bad Timing

Chapter 23

Angel's Pov

Have you ever thought that in that moment you leave in, a lot of things occurred that you are not even aware of?

For instance, when your world is falling apart around you, at the very exact moment somebody else is making a new beginning or he is building his life from start and vice versa.

What I'm trying to say is that all of us are so close to ourselves that we don't even realise what is happening around us. We, humans, are such selfish creatures in this world that we don't even realise or we don't want to know what's going on others people's lives.

All we care about it's us and I can confirm from experience.

It's been a whole month since I found out the truth.

About Kyle.

John.

The bet.

Everything.

To be honest it's not the first time that a boy has done that to me.

Playing me.

The irony is that, this time I feel like it's ten times worse than it was before.

I got to know Kyle. To trust him. Actually, I gave him every piece of trust that had left in me. I thought that this time wasn't going to end like before and I was right. It didn't end like that.

He betrayed my trust and that's worse.

I know that doesn't make any sense but still...

When he found me at practice my first feeling was not anger but disappointment. I was disappointed that that guy, that man who made me feel things that I thought I would never feel again, hurt me.

Why? Why does it hurt so much?

I was so pissed with him. I almost shoot him...

When he kissed me... I felt so alive again but all that hurt came back and I couldn't bare it anymore.

All this month it's been hard. I've been doing only homework, going to school and practice.

I was taking all of my anger in practice. I barely ate and sleep. I was a mess.

"So, what are your plans for Easter?" Alex asked beside me.

"Sorry, what?" I asked confused.

We are at the school hallway and heading towards my locker.

Alex looked at me with sorrow eyes and shook her head. Since I found out the truth she always has that look. The guilt look. She thinks it's her fault but it's not. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't found out anything. She did the right thing.

"Please, stop with that look. I told you. It's not your fault. What he did was all his choice. But for you, I wouldn't know. So, stop feeling guilty about it." I signed as we reached my locker.

Every time I open that locker my heart shutters. I have glued at it, photos of me and Kyle when we were officially dating that month.

"I really need to take these off."  I thought.

Ther were phhotos of me laughing when he did goofy faces, kissing each other and my favourite one, me playing the piano while he was observing the expressions I would make. It was the first time he ever came into my room and met my sister.

I remember that day like yesterday.

Flashback

"I love when you play. It makes you seem so relaxed."  I heard a familiar voice from my door.