Fly High | ✅

44 | One and a half broken heart

◈A D R I A N◈

A blurred hand swung at me and I closed my eyes, feeling the sharp sting of the palm on my left cheek. The burning heat bloomed over the sore spot and slowly morphed to skin prickling pain.

"I am so sorry," I whispered with my head hung low and heavy with shame.

Staggering breaths and broken sniffles filled the silence left by two souls standing at a lonely clearing by the rundown shoe factory.

Looking back at what I did, I cringed at the childish stunt back at the cinema.

After that kiss, I had pulled Kelly away without another word and walked mindlessly to anywhere as long as it was miles away from Logan and Kara. Kelly was pretty much in shock and followed obediently until she dug in her heels and stopped.

I could hear Kelly pulled in several deep, shaky breaths to calm herself down.

"I–I don't deserve this," her voice trembled. The hurt in her eyes overflowed down to her cheeks. "I know I hurt your feelings but I don't deserve to be treated like a common whore just so you can get back at her!"

Not at her, I wanted to correct her but stopped myself. Instead, I swallowed my refute and stayed where I was. Right within the firing line of Kelly's wrath.

"I'm sorry," I repeated again.

Shaking her head, Kelly started to pace in front of me, her shoes trampling on a trail of wild flowers cutting through the small clearing. She came to a stop and ran a hand through her messy locks.

"I'm sorry if this hurts you but it's best if you forget about Kara. She looks so happy with Logan. I can see that she really likes Logan."

I scoffed at that, unconscious of my actions until my eyes met Kelly's apprehensive ones. I dropped my gaze guiltily like a naughty kid receiving a lecture from his mom.

She let out a helpless sigh and rested her hand on my shoulders. "Love is not about owning them, Adrian. It's about setting them free and hoping they will find their happiness. If you really like Kara, let her go. Let her be happy—"

Her words were grating on my patience and it was getting thinner by the minute like shredded cheese.

"It's Logan, okay?! The one I like is Logan!" My confession rang loud and echoed in my head before I could grasp what I've done.

Kelly's eyes were saucer wide and her mouth went slack from shock. I slapped my hand over my mouth, couldn't believe I had just spilled out the secret so carelessly.

My heart was hammering wildly against the cage of my ribs and my mind went haywire from the desperation to lie my way out.

I gulped nervously. "I...I mean...I..." my voice faltered when nothing came up as an explanation.

"You like Logan?" Her voice was small and sounded breathless.

I squeezed my eyes shut. There was no use denying now. Might as well give her a solid reason to run for the hills.

"Yeah," I admitted.

Kelly took at sharp breath at my instant response. "You're...gay?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe."

Kelly exhaled loudly sank to the ground as if all strength had left her. Her head jerked up and stared straight at me. "He's old," she said in a matter-of-factly way.