thursday - 8:23 p.m.
i've been tutoring you for almost a month now. i decided not to write much letters because everything was so... easy.
things with nick are so easy, tutoring you is so easy, everything is so easy right now.
today was different though, i started to feel something... different.
while i was reviewing you for the algebra finals you looked at me. straight in the eyes. it almost seemed like you were searching for something and in that moment i was too. i was searching for us, because frankly right now, i don't know where we are.
i shouldn't be looking at you this way. i really shouldn't.
but the truth is, i've been looking at you like this for months.
"oh, uh, i gotta go. nick's waiting." i say as i snap out of my gaze.
you seemed to snap out of yours too. the emotion in your face changed, your jaw clenched and the smile in your eyes disappeared.
"oh yeah. i'll see you." i give you a small smile. i quickly gather my things and rush out the door.
the truth is, nick isn't waiting.
the truth is, i'm running.
all the way home.
and i'm running until i can finally break down on the backside of my door, taking even more of my breath than the running already has.
i'm broken down on the backside of my door crying about how much-
i fucking hate you.
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Short Story"maybe i fucking hate you because you said you loved me back when you didn’t" ➴ lower case intended © troubhle 2014
