November Sky

19

heh. bare with me .

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“Graduation's tomorrow. Are you ready?” a voice asked me.

Kellin have asked me the same question before, I thought.

But this was not Kellin. This was the guy I loved to the moon and the back right now, Vic.

I smiled at him and reached his hand that was on his lap. “Of course I'm ready. It's time to leave this hell hole,” I squeezed his hand lightly. It was time to leave all this painful faces I have to see everyday. Kellin, Andy, and Oli.

They were all just going on my nerve. It was annoying to see them behind my back and stealing looks when I didn't, like seriously, stop being a creepy bitch. Especially Oli.

He was always the one who scared the living shit out of me. Giving me flying kisses out of nowhere, making Vic's ass burn every time he caught Oli doing that. Whispering scary shit like,‘I'm going to get you back,’ and stuff. It was just scary to know that your ex was still obsessed with your ass.

Did I tell you about my relationships with Oli? Damn, honestly I didn't want to talk about this but I guess I'd have to.

He was a nice guy back then. Hell, he was what people would called, boyfriend material. He was friendly, kind and loving. He'd do anything for his girl. He knew so well how to persuade his girl. And that lucky girl was me.

I loved him just as much as I love Vic and Kellin. Ew that was weird but heh.

Only that one day tho, he changed. He drank a lot, and hung out a lot at the bar with his friends. I didn't mind at first that he drank and hang out with his friends. But not making up time for me? No that was just wrong.

That was one tho. Two, I've found out he brought girls with him and fucked them at his friends house.

One of his friend, Lee have told him so many times about how worried I was since we kept ourselves in contact just so that I know where was Oli because Lee was pretty close with him.

It was 12 midnight when I couldn't sleep thinking Oli was drunk again and couldn't make his way home. I called Lee and he was silence at the end of the phone so I hung up and went to his house.

That was when I found out. Oli with two girls on bed. My heart was shattered in pieces.

Through that straight 2 months, Oli tried everything to persuade me. I forgave him for being drunk but my own eyes seeing him with other girls couldn't just let things slide off just like that. Yeah, maybe I was ego. But I didn't really care because my heart need its time.

Oli began to be the guy he wasn't. He was abusive. One day, he went to my house to apologise like always with all the cliche things, Flowers and chocolates. Me, as usual, refused.  He began to pinned me on the wall and slapped me saying things like how I was ungrateful He put me down and kicked me on the chest two times, creating dark purple bruises I still remember. He could've beat the crap out of me until my father's car pulled up and saw Oli standing in front of the weak looking me. He kicked his ass and started hating Oli until now. That was also the reason why he doesn't like me dating I guess.

That was when I moved too. To here. And started new life with my parents and tadaaaa.

Maybe that was what they mean by teenagers love. I was like 15? and Oli was 18. We were dumb teenagers.

“Wendy?” Vic squeezed my hand snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Opps, sorry. Day dreaming,” I mumbled the last part. Vic frowned as I looked down. He lift up my chin with his thumb making our eyes met. I was lost in it at first but shake it off.