"Our Old Memories"

Chapter 3.

Me, Riker and Rydel were sitting upstairs talking about the current situation, through my waterfall of tears. We were in my room, I was lying down and blanking out anyone's voices I could hear, before I jumped as the door slammed shut, from downstairs. Riker and Rydel looked at each other, exchanging a few glances. ''Let's go'' Riker said, looking directly at me. I slugishly got up from where I was lying. ''On second thoughts, Riker. I think I wanna stay here'' I said, before reaching the bedroom door. ''No, no, no. You said earlier, you wanted to be a part of it now, come on'' he said, dragging my arm gently. Thats when we made our way downstairs, again. Riker and Rydel walk in casually, as I stand behind Riker. Stormie is sitting there shaking her head, so is Mark, and in Ross's direction to. Rocky and Ryland are debating and, well....Ross is sitting there messing around with his fork, I see Layla's gone. But thats my fault, of course. And I'm guessing he did'nt come upstairs because one, Stormie would of had a go at him and two I was upstairs. So why would he?

I sat down at the table once more, I did'nt look up once, I just looked at my feet, sighing. ''So, Laura'' Stormie started. ''Are you ok?'' she finished. Before I could even breathe a sentence, Ross started. Man I am disliking him a bit more day by day. ''YOU'RE ASKING HER IF SHE'S OK? WHAT ABOUT POOR LAYLA?'' he finished. I decided to not look up, even though I could sense he was looking at me, directly. ''Hang on a minute Ross, poor Layla. Do you know how hard it has been for Laura, seeing you two together?'' Rydel said, sighing. ''That still dosen't give her the reason to-''. ''Oh please, Ross. You already know what Laura has been doing to herself because of that girl. You just don;t want to admit it to yourself, do you?'' Riker added. For about five minutes the table was completly silent. I could feel something rolling down my cheek, I was crying again. I just held it in and took a deep breath. ''The thing that hurt the most, Ross'' I said to him looking up. ''Was that you did'nt believe me over her, over what she had done. And when you said you wish you'd never met me, I felt as if I was going to die inside.'' I finshed, looking up to see Ross sigh, he dosen't look angry anymore. ''Ok, Rydel, Riker, Ryland, Rocky. Please leave Ross and Laura to talk'' Stormie ordered. All of them left, but Riker and Rydel kept trying to say something, but eventually there were ordered out, even Stormie and Mark left. I got up from the table, it was silent. I walked over to the sink, getting myself a glass of water. I turn the opposite way, not even looking at him. And no way in hell I was going to listen to whatever he had to say, now. He has proved his point. I finshed my drink. ''I'm going to bed now. I feel tired, and frustrated and speaking of which I don't want to talk to you'' I finally said, before ignoring Stormie's idea, to make up with him. I got to my bedroom and shut the door, I burst in to tears, trying not to be so loud so they could hear me from downstairs, as my bedroom was right on top of the living room. ''I want you back, Ross'' I kept mumbling to myself, rocking myself. I put my head in my hands. I heard some footsteps coming from downstairs. ''Rydel? Riker?'' I called out. There was no reply. ''No it's me'' Ross said from the other side of the door, sounding guilty. ''Go away! I don't want to speak to you'' I said, facing the window, away from the door, even though Ross was not in here. ''Please, Laura. We need to talk'' he finished. I sighed, before going to the door and opening it to see Ross, standing there, he looked guilty and upset. I just moved my head to my room, to hint him to come inside before shutting the door, behind him.