Begin Again [One Last Cry Sequel] [EDITING]

Part III

And her tears flowed like wine 🎶

I closed my eyes tight as I tried hard to forget about the face of that girl and Justin. It's been two hours and I still couldn't get their faces out of my head.

She's a real sad tomato,
She's a bustrd valentine.
Knows her mama done told her
That her man is darned unkind 🎶

I grasped my pillow tight. Mum's probably home and she's playing her favorite old playlist again. Don't get me wrong, I find some old musics nice too. It's just that the lyrics was too much for me to handle right now. It's like a hard slap in the face.

I kept myself locked in my room upon arriving earlier from the Supermarket. I bet my parents already know about why I was so upset earlier. That Clark is really pesky. Why can't he just leave me alone and mind his own business? why does he have to meddle with my life and annoy me to the core?

I heard a knock on my door, but I didn't bother to reach it and see whoever is behind it. I have a feeling that it's him again and I bet he has something in his pocket to piss me again. Where did he even get the audacity to talk to me like that? We're not even close and he's like a total stranger to me.

All I know is his name and that his mum is my mother's friend. Still, he shouldn't approach me and told me things like that, acting as though he know me so well.

"Honey, it's me. Open the door please."

Oh. So it's not Clark.

"I'm studying. Talk to you later mum." I shouted.

It was a lie though. I just don't want to talk right now and I already know what she wants to talk about, and I'm not ready for it yet. Not when I'm still downright pissed.

I heaved a sigh when I sensed that she already left. It's not even evening yet, and I feel so drained already. Why do I have to suffer living with that guy? He should've just rent a room somewhere else. I don't want him here.

***

It's already past 3 o'clock when I decided to come out of my shell and grab some food, because I'm hella hungry already. Overthinking made me famished.

"Hey." I heard from behind.

I know who's the owner of that annoying voice. A very annoying man living in our house. Tss.

I acted like I didn't hear him and searched for a food to feed myself. Mum cooked spag and I could feel the snake in my tummy going wild. I'm overrated, I know.

Grab myself a plate and eat in silence, although I can feel Clark's stares from behind. What is he even doing here? I'm sure he's done eating.

"I'm sorry." He said.
"I shouldn't say those words. I was a jerk." He continued.

"I had no idea what you're thinking right now---" I cut him off.

"I was thinking that you should live somewhere else. Not here, so you can't meddle with my feelings ever again." I know I was being harsh, but I mean it. I don't like him here from the very beginning.

There was a moment of silence between us. I must've hurt his feelings, but he hurt mine too. Now we're even.

"I.... I would like to do that so I won't piss you or upset you anymore, but I'm afraid your mother won't let me, but I'll try to convince her to let me find a new place.. far from you, so you won't get mad at me again."

"Good. Try hard please, because you're really annoying, you know? You're not even a part of my family, and yet you have the guts to meddle with my life and feelings?"

"I told you I'm sorry."

"I don't need your sorry. Save it or shove it in your drawer. I just want you out if this house and my life."

"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked and I could feel the frustration in his voice.. or was it pain?

"I just hate you."

"That's it?!" His voice raised a little. I just rolled my eyes and continue eating.

I didn't say a word after that and he left. I was turning into a brat whenever he's near me.

After a minute or two my conscience started to bug me. Maybe I've been too much? I wasn't this harsh before to anyone.

Am I venting out my frustrations to Justin to Clark? Am I being unreasonable? Uuugh! Now I feel bad.

What should I do? I don't like what's happening anymore. Should I apologize? Oh, no! I won't. Tss. Damn this conscience.