Name Of The Game

~ chapter 2 ~

I continue to box up some of my stuff and put it in the closet. I'm not taking everything since I'll probably be living with a roommate.

Probably just half my clothes and some pictures and stuff like that.  I'll go shopping over there since I need more dressy clothes for work.

While I'm packing every thing I come across a picture of Christian and I. When I was younger I made the nickname Yeli up for him and it stuck ever since.

But this picture is from a couple years ago before things got weird between us. Before I kissed him.

The picture is of us at Disneyland. We are standing right in front of the castle, with the biggest smiles on our faces. I remember my brother telling us to pose for a picture and I felt shocks going up my body when Christian snaked his arm around my waste. So naturally I wrapped my arm around his.

He wasn't doing it to try and make me feel uncomfortable, he used to do it when I was little and my brother would take pictures of us playing video games. He was like my second brother, but I ruined our relationship.

That day we had kissed was not a good day for me. I had heard a rumor that morning that my boyfriend at the time was hooking up with an upper classmen. My stomach dropped when I heard that and Me being me I chose to confront him, that was mistake number one.

I opened the janitor closet and there he was hooking up with Samantha Reed, the girl who seems to always one up me. The junior who got whoever she wanted and had no remorse for who she was splitting up.

Samantha gave me a smirk while my ex- boyfriend Isaac had his mouth wide open. Like he can't believe he finally got caught. I told him that we were over and I hoped he enjoyed it.

I remember finishing the school day and walking home, that damn wall of shame. Isaacs friends kept whistling at me, shouting out loud how I should hook up with them and how they were better in bed.

From there I started running home, and didn't stop till I got to my front door. I slammed the door and slid down sitting on my butt, and finally let out my sobs.

I had felt a hand on my back and realized it was Christian, who then held me in his arms until I finally stopped crying. He asked me what was wrong and after I calmed down I told him.

Truth is I was in love with Isaac, or at least I thought I was. A few hours had passed since I had gotten home and I was trying to focus on my homework, but every few minutes I kept breaking down. Eventually I made myself sick and started throwing up.

Christian came into my room and told me to get dressed and that we were going out before he leaves in the morning. I didn't want to go anywhere, but Christian was not taking no for an answer.

Eventually I showered and changed and we got into his car. I had no idea where we were going, but we eventually pulled up into a Dave n busters. That guy truly knew the way to my heart. Pizza and air hockey.

I sat in the car just staring at the building not wanting to move. Christian eventually came over to open my door and he said to me that he was going to show me how a guy should treat me.

I didn't know what he meant by that at the time. Truth is we had a lot of fun that night. Christian signed autographs and we laughed a lot and ate a shit ton of pizza.

On our way home I must've fell asleep because next thing I know christian is laying me in my bed and tucking me in. He tried sneaking out of my room but I Woke up before he left.

I went to give him a hug goodbye knowing that I won't see him for awhile unless it's on tv or Instagram. We stood there in silence my head on his chest and his on my head.