Trusting the forbidden

Say something

A really loud noise woke me up. I didn't care what it was but it woke me up at the perfect time, I was late for school. I didn't feel like going to school today but I guess staying home with my dad would be a disaster. I needed some time to think. 

I wasn't in a good mood so I picked the first shirt that was inside my big closet. Fortunately It was the first time my hair looked great, 'cause I didn't have any disposal of making it look good.

I went downstairs straight to the door. I opened it and before I went out I cought a glance of my father who was in the kitchen preparing breakfast with Austin. I ignored them and got out of the house. It was a rainy day but I didn't care. I guess if the weather was sunny I would say that I don't have a good timing. 

When I got into the school the court was dirty and there were all over rubbish by beer-cans and sodas. The teachers were with the hackles up and I couldn't stay there and listen to their complains. I decided to do something I ought to had done days ago, but I guess I didn't think about it in the first place. I skipped school and took the bus. I was out of the big house and my heart was beating too fast that I thought for a second it could break. I rang the bell and the door opened.

"Good morning Mrs Wendy. Is Peter here?", I asked anxious when I saw her in front of me. She was better than I had last seen her. Her hair were down and she didn't have dark circles under her eyes like the last time. She looked happier.

"Hello, Rosemary. Peter isn't here but you can wait for him if you want. He'll be back in a minute. Shouldn't you be at school?", she said and I didn't know what to say to her. I was sure that Peter wasn't okay and I was expecting her to ask me to leave after what I had done. I guess she didn't know anything, that means Peter was fine.

"Well, the school is kind of a mess. The festival didn't have much of success, so the teachers didn't want to continue the classes.", I kinda lied but I didn't think anything better to say to her.

I went upstairs to wait for Peter. His room was the same except for a picture on his desk. It was the picture of him and his father. It wasn't there and at its place it was a picture of us. In the picture I was leaned down on my knees, at the river's grass, and he was hugging me tight. My hair was down and it looked like a soft breeze was winnowing it. I was laughing and my eyes were shut in contrast to his own. I remember that day, I wanted so much to take a picture of Peter and me but he hates being into pictures. It's strange, I wasn't expecting him to put it on his desk. 

As I was absorbed by the picture I didn't hear that the door opened. 

"What are you doing here?", said Peter angry when he saw me holding our picture, siting on his bed. He closed the door behind him and dropped his bag. He looked hurt and angry at the same time. He didn't anticipate me going at his house. 

"I-I was just..", I tried to say but I couldn't finish. His look was blank and that scared me so much that I couldn't continue. It was like he was ignoring me, like he didn't care what I would say. I wanted to tell him so much and explain to him what had happened but his attitude didn't let me. He hated me, it was true.

"How can you show up when you have betrayed me with every possible way?", he asked me having an angry look now but then this blank look came back, looking into my eyes and expecting me to aswer. I couldn't utter a word seeing him like that. Please say something. I was feeling so bad, that I couldn't stay there anymore. 

As I was looking into his deep green eyes I saw all these we had been through and realised that he was so important to me. I was in love with him in any possible way but I guess I didn't want to accept it. He makes me feel alive and I can be myself around him. I am not scared when I'm with him but I'm afraid thinking of losing him.

"I'm so sorry.", I said and my voice broke spelling these words. I run at the door and got downstairs covering my mouth. Mrs Wendy must had said something but I didn't hear her. I got out of the house and started running until I reached the river. I sat on the green grass and closed my eyes. I wanted him to come and hug me and tell me that he cared about me, about us. Everything was a mess now, my dad, Peter, my friends. I have to fix something whatever it takes.

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