People say

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[People say lots of stuff... like literally. They talk a lot... legit.

People say we shouldn't be together... people say it's all a mistake... people say we don't know each other well enough yet... well I find that paradoxical and ironic if you will, because I know every centimeter of him and so does he. People talk a lot, and sometimes... they don't even know what the hell they are talking about...

People (and I won't say who) told me you were trouble, to stay away from you... when I asked why, that person didn't have good reasons. So I have to deduce it's because of envy, I don't know...

People talk because they like gossiping around, but it's nobody's business... it is not okay for them to judge...

Moral of the story, people talk. Haters gonna hate. Period. But I can't tell you all this, because you'd start thinking about it, and you'd get very mad at those people. ]

All these were my thoughts as he talked to me, he was in front of me, but I couldn't say anything, because he would get sad. When he realized I was mostly concentrated on my thoughts and I wasn't listening to him, he said:

-Meredith, are you even listening to me?

-Lock the door.- Those were the first words that came to my mind... awkward right?

-Wow, you clearly are not listening to me. - he said

-Atticus, I don't have time for your nonsense anger, take off your shirt- I said

-Meredith, I told you I was leaving for a conference, but you weren't paying attention to me, were you?

-What? Where?- I said confused

-In San Francisco, it'll be two days long. I'll be back before you know it- he said grabbing my waist.

Trying not to sound worried at all, but clearly not being able to hide my emotions at all, I said:

-Oh, okay. Um... good luck. Now I'll go to the pit- I said

-Weren't we in the middle of something?- he asked

-Um we were, but I just remembered I was heading to the E.R because a trauma came in. I'll see you later- I lied, trying to look normal.

This was going to be the first time we split from each other for a couple of days... how was that gonna go, I had no idea. But I just tried to focus on something else and clear my mind a bit.

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