Chapter 11 Part 3

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Eli's POV

I was scared. I was scared that he would never talk to me again. I was scared that he would hate me. I was scared that he would go and tell all of. The football team how much of a fairy I was. How weird I was. How I was scared of people. How I loved it when he held my hand.

Here I was; my knees tucked into my chest, my cheeks were throbbing and of a reddish colour and my eyes felt like they were glued tightly shut.

I started thinking. Why did I do it? I just felt it then. I feel something in me every time Aidan is there, and it rises and makes my stomach flutter and my skin tingle with excitement, then it transforms into the heat rising into my cheeks when he says something sweet. When he holds my hand. When he smiles at something I do. When he tells me that everything's going to be okay. Okay. Okay. Everything is not okay, is it? Boys aren't supposed to kiss, that's the way it is, isn't it? It's supposed to be a boy and a girl, who will get married, isn't it? Boys can't feel love for each other, right? It's just an illusion, a phase, and they can't feel any strong feelings for each other, because that's why boys and girls were created, right? To love each other the way God wanted, right?

Then, I sinned, right? I have become evil. Because I kissed someone who is the same gender as me. Because I feel these things for a boy, right? That's not supposed to happen. It is worse than stealing or killing. I am a... A... I started crying. I am a bad person. I will be hated again. Because I am not normal, because I am a freak. Because God didn't like me. God knew I was a bad person so he made me a freak. To make sure that nobody would ever like me. I... Am... Always... At this point, I gave up trying to open my eyes, since the tears that were pouring down my face seemed to re weld the link between my eyelid and my face.

I have always felt hatred. For once, just once, I want to feel love.

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For an unknown amount of time, I was asleep. As I started waking up, I noticed that someone was stroking my hair, with my head on their lap. My mind reverted back to the image I kept my head at the party, when my mind was searing with pain, I told myself to relax.

I the wondered who this was, telling me softly to calm down, as their voice was nothing but a muffle. Aidan?

Apparently I spoke those words aloud, because the voice just said, "Nope, just me, sweetie." I turned my head to see Lily looking down at me, her golden hair tucked behind her ears, her slight tan making her cheekbones stand out, her sky blue eyes showing nothing but kindness and pity. I sighed a little, turning to face her stomach, clutching on to the hem of her t shirt. She smiled a little.

"Come on. Are you ready to tell me what's been going on?"

(A/N- I don't know how I feel about this chapter. 1) sorry it's short. This is just somewhat a monologue for Eli about stuff that has happened so far, plus a bit at the end. 2) sorry it's a bit emotional and (possibly) a bit boring. I am tired and stuff. I have a piano exam that I'm practicing for, and there is no other way to put it but overwhelmingly draining. I really wanted to write, though, so I just decided to do this *smiles*.
The song for this chapter part is Every Teardrop is a Waterfall by Coldplay (This song came into my head when I was halfway through writing this and I think it suits really well so there.) So yeah, bye guys! :))

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