Runaway Man

Chapter 39: Road Coming To The End

Chapter 39: Road Coming To The End

// rushed chapter and not edited sorry //

I stared outside of my window, my mind running through its usual process. For the last few months, I had a habit of zoning out and forgetting what I was doing and this was no exception. I was supposed to be doing my homework, something that involved sorting letters and numbers into some long equation but instead, I found myself pondering over an idiot that I should have never met.

Did I love Joey? I definitely had some sort of feelings towards him but I couldn't pin point whether it was the idea of being with him or not. Sure, all this time I had thought that I liked him and I probably did, but I didn't know what I would bring myself into. He was secretive, and I knew he was hiding a lot from me. It was unlikely that he would tell me any time soon though, although I had thought we had brought up some type of trust.

Would it work? A relationship? He was one of those jocks from a private school and me? I was just an ordinary girl, who hated parties, drugs and drunks. We were from different worlds yet there was something that made us come together.

Maybe I was being selfish all along, or maybe I was just being blind. I loved his cockiness, his looks and how he always tried his best to please everyone. I wasn't sure if it would work though as much as I wanted it to for numerous amounts of reasons.

And what about Mason? Sure, he wasn't like Joey but he had a different type of charm. He wasn't a gentleman like Joey, he had his bad sides but there was always such a positive vibe he released that you couldn't help but like him.

Running my fingers through my hair, I let out a frustrated groan. I hated myself for getting involved and actually caring about them. A dark haired boy with mysterious yet warm eyes and a taller jock with messy caramel hair and blue eyes that would make any girl faint.

Or so I thought, anyway.

I hated to admit it but I really did envy Diana. Her love life was perfect. The boy she had crushed on since forever had finally puckered up the guts to let them go up the ladder and be serious about it. It seemed like most boys my age were too immature for what they had. They had something cute and worthwhile and I could actually picture them getting married at a later stage. Seriously, they were the couple of the school; feeding each other, stealing kisses at the best times and not caring about what anyone else thought.

I couldn't imagine me being someone like them, with someone else. The dedication seemed itense yet I still seemed to glow green with envy. What made it so strong, so real? I was unable to work out what it was but it was something. Possibly, the time spent growing closer in secret or the natural chemistry that they shared.

Pulling my phone out from my pocket, I scrolled through my contacts. I landed on Joey's name and opened our most recent messages. It was the typical banter, him claiming that he was a bad boy with his motorbike and me replying saying that he would be better as a ballerina. Slowly, my fingers began to type as if my brain had abandoned ship.

I was going to tell him. I was going to tell him how I felt.

The words danced in my brain, giving me amazing phrases to write but I was unable to put it well so I ended up deleting the jumbled mess anyway. I wasn't cliche, I didn't want to seem desperate, I simply wanted to express these feelings that had become unbearable, especially since what had happened when he pratically saved me.

Not cheesy.

To Joey

I think I love you?

And like that, the words were out there. So stupidly put but straight to the point. My heart pounded against my chest and my breathing grew quicker. This was the result to any risky text however, this one felt a lot worse than anything I had ever said before. I couldn't believe I did it and now I was waiting to be rejected, probably.

He didn't answer the message and when I had finished brushing my teeth, I knew that he probably wouldn't. I felt foolish and hoped I wouldn't have to show my face again.

I stayed up for most of the night, my heart still exploding from out of my chest and I swore I was near to having a heart attack. My eyes kept trailing to my phone, which lacked the notification I was desperate to have. My fingers tapped against my mattress. I stared up at the ceiling.

Sure I wasn't much, but I could be dedicated if I wanted to. All I needed was a chance.

Then, my phone buzzed, a green light flashing on and off. Quickly, I picked it up my my bedside table, delighted that he had finally decided to get back to me.

However, when I turned on the screen, I instantly frowned. It was Diana. Joey hadn't answered me. Diana was just wondering if I was still up and by the looks of it, she had been upset by something. I replied back before flopping back onto my bed helplessly.

I closed my eyes.

...

Sunlight leaked through the curtains and I moaned, stretching my arms and figured that I had fallen asleep. The sun was high in the middle of the sky and I realised that it was probably around lunchtime now. My eyes drooped, showing that even still I hadn't had enough sleep. It was Sunday, my lazy day so I had time to recover.

I headed downstairs to find Dirk watching television in sweatpants and a vest top. He faintly smiled at me before flicking his eyes back onto the screen. He was watching some reality show that I didn't care much about.

"Morning."

He laughed sarcastically, "Morning? It's two in the afternoon." I sighed and reached into the cereal cupboard despite the time. Then, poured milk into my bland meal and it split onto the freshly cleaned counter.

"Are you okay?" Dirk turned his head from the sofa and raised an eyebrow. I nodded, grabbing my bowl so that I could creep upstairs with it.

Once I had placed my bowl on my desk, I picked up my mobile, discovering a lot of unread texts. Most of them were from Diana complaining about how I fell asleep on her when she was in times of need. After apologizing, my eyes landed on a certain name.

Joey. He had responded.

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Sorry that I took so long to update and this one is kinda cr*ppy but I've been having problems recently and I had this mega writers block. I've gone off this story a bit however, I am determined to give Florence an ending to her tale.  :)

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