unexpected - ruel van dijk

the confrontation

{warning: there is a LOT of  swearing in this chapter}

it's the tuesday morning after ruel left for his tour of asia. saying goodbye at the airport was actually harder than i expected. he's not even going to be gone for that long, but i literally have no one at home or school whom i can talk to that gets me like him. i've cried a lot- and i wish the situation didn't effect me in this way, but i really don't know how i am going to get through these next few weeks without being able to see him.

i walk through the school gates with my head down, i have at least 40 minutes until the bell rings- that means 40 minutes that i have to avoid daniel and his friends. i figure that if i can try to not draw any attention to myself, maybe daniel and his friends will leave me alone. i have never been more wrong. i walk to my locker and my mouth drops. a photo of ruel is taped to my locker with messy handwriting scrawled underneath.

you think you're good enough for him? you fat piece of shit

i tear the photo down, scrunch it up and shove it into my bag. tears form in the corners of my eyes and i blink rapidly to try and make them go away. i run out of the school and call my mum.

"i- want to come home" i sniff.

"what's wrong?" she asks.

"it's daniel-" i say.

"brynne, you really have to get over this" she says.

"he left a note on my locker" i tell her.

"brynne, come on." she replies. "you have to be mature" the tears start running down my face. i know my mascara is definitely fucked up.

"but mum-" i say quietly.

"it's okay brynne," she says. "you can't afford to miss school"

"whatever" i say and hang up. i slowly turn and walk back into school. i sit down on one of the silver benches just inside of the gate. i dry my tears on the sleeves of my school jumper and open my phone to wipe the mascara stains off of my face. 

i feel someone sit down next to me- about a metre away from me. i don't look up. instead i keep looking at my phone, hoping that they'll just take a hint and get up and move. but they don't. 

so i stand and walk off.

"brynne-" i hear a boy's voice call out. i turn around to see daniel. i turn back around and walk away faster. he runs after me and grabs my arm.

"piss off" i whisper aggressively and shake my arm to free myself from his grip.

"it wasn't me-" he says. "i didn't write the note on your locker"

"why the fuck do you care?" i say, a tone of aggression covers my voice. "so the note telling me to kill myself last week wasn't you either?" i ask him sarcastically.

"it wasn't my idea" he says. 

"fuck off" i say and walk off. he still continues to follow me.

"look- brynne." he says and stands in front of me. the school hallway is eerily empty. "i never stopped liking you." he looks down. my heart stops beating, and a sick feeling washes through my stomach. "i took you for granted." he says. "it's my friends who keep telling me to do all of these things. and it fucking kills me to see how much it hurts you"

"hurts me?" i laugh. "you've made my life a living hell for the past year daniel." 

"i'm sorry," he says. "it wasn't until i saw you with another guy that i realised i want you back" he says, the tone of desperation in his voice makes his plea almost seem genuine.

"that's not how it works." i say. "you've been such a fucking asshole for almost more than a year" daniel looks down at the ground. "the shit you've put me through has created literal emotional trauma" i begin to yell.

daniel looks up and we lock eyes.

"you know how bad my anxiety is. you know my deepest fears and insecurities." i scream. "yet you fucking used it all against me and tormented me for the past fucking year!" daniel opens his mouth like he's going to say something, but i cut him off. "yet you 'want me back'?" i mock him. "you've got to be cracking fucking jokes... plus you have a fucking girlfriend" i laugh. "leave me alone you piece of shit." i say "i want nothing to do with you." i mutter as i turn around and walk off. i can feel the tears reforming in the corners of my eyes. daniel stands in the middle of the hallway with his mouth wide open. 

i walk out the opposite side of the school building and into the playground where i find somewhere to sit, i sit down at a table with attached benches. i can't stand confrontation. the tears are streaming down my face by this point and my chest feels tight. i feel like i'm about to have a panic attack. my breathing becomes irrational and rapid as i begin to hyperventilate. i put my head down on the table in an effort to calm myself down. it doesn't work. i take out my phone and decide to call the one person who i know will be able to calm me down.

i call ruel.

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