Six weeks
Grandmother died after all those sickness thing. I cannot help since I go to school and we have no family relative living. I felt alone, as if no one would cook breakfast or tell stories. I think I need to start being independent. I cannot think of going to graduation without her.
I went to the funeral and prayed. I was raised in a religious family, but I am not like them. It was very rare for me to pray. The whole class came along to my grandmother's funeral and comforted me. Ashton was right beside me and he was silent.
"I'll go to the bathroom." I spoke as I stood up and walked out of the room. Michael, who was sitting at the corner, followed.
"Hey" He said. "Are you alright?"
"Maybe," I replied, looking up at his eyes. "No I'm not."
We were standing at the PWD bathroom. I went inside there, since the girls' bathroom was full. He followed.
"Wha-" I asked, but he cut it off with a kiss.
"I'm not used to see you sad." He said in between our kisses. "Maybe I can make you feel better."
I kept silent as we made out at the bathroom. We kept things quiet, as if we did it quietly. He made me forget about everything around me. As soon as we finished it, I fixed myself and exit the room. I cannot look at Ashton the same way since I felt very guilty of what we did.
Ashton got up from his seat and went to the bathroom, and of course, he saw us walking together and it was awkward. He kissed my cheek (intentionally) and Michael stood there, feeling like a third wheel, and Ashton looked at him in a jealous way.
"Ashton's jealous." I hissed. Michael let out a small laugh and winked at me.
"God, he'll never know what happened between us." He said. I nodded.
As soon as we went home, I stayed at my house and sort out some things. Maybe I should bring grandma's things up in the attic and clear her room or something. I could see her old pictures and letters I used to give her back when I was young. It was very memorable; I decided to keep them in a spare album I never used.
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On a monday, which is a school day, I told the principal about what happened. I know this school will never care, but I have to. Ashton convinced me to do it.
After school, Michael invited to a small coffee shop while Ashton went home to do his homeworks. He opened the door for me and I sat at the corner. Beside me was a big frame of the world map. I waited for Michael to order some coffee. I pulled out my earphones and listened to some music since I didn't liked the radio in the cafe.
Sometimes I think I should break up with Ashton but, he was so kind that I cannot hurt him in this way. Despite his attitude on being jealous, I still love him for that.
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