The Girl With The Blue Eyes

Chapter 28

Her eyes look so sad. I don't know what to do. I never really had to deal with...crying people before.

I looked at the wall ahead of me and just let my mind swim in all the possible things I could say.

'I'm sorry.'

'It wasn't your fault.'

'He was stupid to walk out on you.'

'I love you.'

None of it seemed good enough for her. Well, maybe that last one. What's the point? She's probably heard it all before.

"I know." I murmured.

She looked at me and blinked the tears from her eyes.

"I know what you're going through. I didn't go through what you went through. My parents are well together. I forgot what anniversary they're celebrating this year. I had a pretty basic childhood. A few near death experiences by the pool but nothing major. I was never diagnosed with a life changing medical problem. But Eli lost his parents. He never really knew his dad, but he sat unwillingly in a court room and watch his mom say she didn't want him and legally hand him over to me. He was young too. I know how you felt when your father walked out on you because just like your mom was there for you I had to be there for Eli. I know all the things she told and all the things she did to talk you mind off of it. But it's not your fault. I know it may look that way but he chose to leave. He had a choice to stay. Your mom didn't leave. she stayed with you and your dad had that option but he chose wrong. He missed out. If he could see you now. You're beautiful, kind, smart, very intelligent, you didn't loose your father to a dare. Your father lost you to a dare. A dare he challenged himself when he left." 

That was pretty good. I don't expect her to fall to her knees and love me, but it might bring me one step closer.

She sits there looking awe-struck. She's speechless. God, I wish I could tell her how much I love her, hold her tigt in my arms, kiss her, protect her, be with her.

I looked at the living room. The same living room that I've looked at for years but just now holds sentimental value.

"You don't have to say anything. I already know." I looked down. Why the fuck am I holding my head down like I'm some ashamed puppy? Maybe cause I am ashamed but that's besides the point. I'm angry with love. I'm in love with my fucking student and she doesn't feel the same way. So what? Time to move on, go to a bar, get laid, fall in love with someone else, hell, I'll even skip town if that's what it takes, anything to not feel this pain.

She doesn't say anything. Instead she grabs my hand but quickly pulls it back. There wasn't a shock like the movies when two people are in love before they even know it touch. It was tingly. It made my heart race. It made me feel like I was dropping from a ten story building and just before hitting the ground, closing my eyes and feeling relief.

She looked down at her hands.

I should go. Can you tell Eli I stopped by?

"Of course." This time I didn't show her to the door. I let her walk herself out. I love her but since I'm trying hard not to, why should I?

Scar's POV

I'm stupid. I'm so fucking stupid. To fall in love with this man. To let myself get so attached. He doesn't love me. How could he? I'm me and he's him. I'm lucky that Eli loves me. That should be enough, but as selfish as it might seem, it's not. And I'm mad that it isn't. I want it to be. Do I wan't to be in love with Tristan? No! It's a nightmare, someone please kill me! My life would be so much less complicated if I wasn't in love with him. If I tell him he'll probably thin that i'm crazy.

He's so fucking hot. He's probably had lots of female students come up to him and flirt with him and say. 'I like you wanna come back to my place for some fun?' I'm not the only one. There has been others I'm sure.

I drive back to my house and pass my mom who Is quietly debating out loud whether or not she should watch a movie or clean the living room. I would help her if she decided to clean, but I knew she was only doing all this cleaning because of Holiday jitters so I will gladly stay out of her way.

"So I was thinking that we should invite Eli and Tristan over for Thanksgiving." Mom stated at dinner.

Why? I asked.

"Because he's your boyfriend and it wold be nice."

What? He's not my boyfriend, mom.

"What since when?" She asked totally bewildered.

We were never even dating. Why is she so shocked? She knows.

"What?"

It's totally inappropriate for us to date. He could loose his job and go to jail.

"Eli had a job? Since when? And why would he go to jail?"

Oh. She was talking about Eli. Not Tristan. Quick think of something.

I smiled and made it reach my eyes. I was joking mom. I even let out a little laugh. She laughed along with me.

"For a second there I thought you were serious. I though you were talking about Tristan."

You did? I tied to hide the truth in my features.

"Yeah. It only made sense cause if you guys dated and people found out then he would loose his job and go to jail."

Yeah.

After dinner I went to bed. And Like I've done everyday for the past two weeks of this month, I cried myself to sleep.

(Okay just like I promised, an update to make up for yesterday. Also this is in celebration of 1.2K! You gus are awesome thank you so much.

Are you guys crazy enough to go out on Black Friday?

It's sad that they're both angry with love. What do you guys think? Happy.)