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| Emma |
Eight Days. It had been eight days since Ive seen Tyler. Eight days since we spoke and a whole week that I hadn't been at school. I had taken a week off, my mom agreed, allowing me to rest my mind and collect my thoughts. The only reason she did agree was because I had always been a good student and had few to zero absences throughout the year and I could afford it. Grant it, I still had Ariel and Lena bring my every days worth of homework but it was a good distraction from he who shall not be named.
Sunday, after he left, It was so hard and I thought the weight in my chest would never leave - it still hasn't. I spent most of the week boxing up things that Tyler had given me throughout our relat - well throughout the time he was fooling me, I guess. Anything I had ever saved from him or that he had given me was thrown into a cardboard box, sealed with tape and thrown out on the curb right next to the trash cans to be thrown away for good.
That included the bracelet he gave me when he asked me to be his girlfriend, and the lobster stuffed animal he won for me at the fair. That lobster held so many memories for me and meant so much. Its funny that now, I can't ever watch that episode of Friends without breaking down.
Another thing he took away from me...someone ever being my lobster; I could never use that phrase with anyone else without thinking of him.
However, today on Monday morning, exactly one week later, I finally have the courage to go back into school and face everyone, including him.
There was only one more week left of school after this week so I was sure there wasn't much to be done in our classes. Most teachers, at this point would allow us to quietly read or listen to music or they would have an educational movie playing during class.
It was a bittersweet feeling. One more week for my junior year to be over and for summer to start. I was happy for school to be over and the fact that next year I would be a senior; one year closer to leaving the drama that is high school but that also means only one more week to see Tyler ever again. I know I should hate him, I know he hurt me so badly but that didn't stop my heart from loving him and calling out to him, he was; is my first love and knowing he's leaving to college for good after this summer actually makes me feel worse than I already do.
Does it make sense? No. He hurt me and I should want nothing more than to hate him and get over him but I can't - my heart won't let me, at least not yet.
I hate that I love you Tyler Davis.
I pushed the doors to the school open and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing, I thought before finally taking two steps in and letting the high school atmosphere consume me. Kids laughing and chatting; throwing things at each other, chasing each other while others were hanging out by their lockers listening to music or showing things to their friends on their phones.
Nothing has changed and nobody was really paying me any mind which I was more than thankful for. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and began walking to my locker. Walking to my locker I couldn't help but be nervous and scared. I didn't want to run into Tyler, I didn't want him to see me. All week he was calling and texting me trying to get a hold of me but I was strong and didn't give into him, there were a couple times where my finger hovered over the call button and I almost caved - key word, almost. It was one of the hardest weeks of my life, going through that much heartbreak but I had Ariel and Lena who made things much better than they would have been. They came over everyday after school and just spent time with me, It didn't matter what we were doing as long as we were together and not once did they push the subject of Tyler on to me.
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