I knocked on the door to Gina's house, and quickly, her mother answered it. "You guys are moving again?" I asked, stepping in as she motioned me in. "How long until you leave?"
"Not long..." Her mother basically refused to look at me as she sighed. "Gina is in her room, you know where."
I nodded, rushing to Gina's doorway. I knocked on the door, not bothering to wait on permission to walk in. "You're leaving..." While I intended for it to be a question, it came out as a statement. "Why wouldn't you tell me?"
"How did you find out-"
"Ricky-" I ran a hand through my hair "He told me. Why wouldn't you tell me you were leaving?"
Gina shrugged, tears filling her eyes as she shook her head. "I don't know." The answer was quiet. "I don't know... I didn't want to hurt you..."
I sat on the end of her bed, placing my hand on Gina's arm. "Gina... You should have told me... I shouldn't have been told by Ricky-"
"I didn't want to tell you... I knew that if I told you, I'd have to end things between us, or you would... I knew things would end, that's how things always work, Y/n... I wasn't ready for that-"
"You didn't even give me a chance, I actually care about you, Gina. I would have asked if there was a way to make this work no matter how far apart we were..." Despite how I feel about crying, my eyes filled with tears as I tried to blink them away. "I care about you..."
"I care about you too... But we both know it would never-"
What? It would never work? You won't give me a chance..."
"I don't want either of us to be hurt. What if I leave and find someone new, or what if you find someone? Huh? What then, Y/n? We just carry on and don't tell the other? Or we end things because I was right all along-"
"You are not always right, Gina Porter." I stand up "Believe it or not, you're actually wrong sometimes. And this is one of those times. Plenty of people have had long distance relationships and they've worked out. When I found out you were leaving, I hoped for one of those relationships, but apparently, I don't even get a shot."
A tear managed to slip down my cheek as I walked out of Gina's room. I left her house and as I made my way to my car, I dialed Ashlyn.
Sliding into my seat, I started the car, backing out of the driveway as she answered.
"It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair how I didn't even get a chance. I didn't even get an opportunity to show her how hard I would fight to make things work between us, but you know, maybe it's for the best." I ranted to Ashlyn, not breathing as I gave her that speech.
I could hear Ashlyn sigh on her end of the call. "I don't know what to tell you, Y/n. Other than you're an amazing person and deserve the world. Don't stress over this. Gina lost a good thing, that's her fault."
Even though Ashlyn couldn't hear, I nodded. "You're right... Thanks..."
With that I hung up... The realization settling in as my heart started to almost physically hurt.
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