Two - Feelings.

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Oddly enough, I began to debate with myself whenever or not I should actually go to meet her.

I sound crazy for just considering it. I don't exactly believe she's going to do anything to me, but I could be wrong.

I decided to give her a chance and plus, I have nothing else to do and perhaps she's not as crazy as she seems.

Who am I kidding. She's absolutely insane.

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I grabbed my bike from the porch as I got off the bus. My mom wouldn't be home till late due to "work" so I wouldn't have to worry about being in trouble once I arrived back.

I got there around 30 minutes early, it was only a 10 minute bike ride from my house so if anything happened, I wouldn't be far from home.

In the corner of my eye I could see her. Her hair was put up into a bun unlike earlier, when her hair was down to her lower back. She was wearing a over-sized hoody and baggy pants.

"I didn't expect you to actually come from after how I treated you earlier. You must believe I'm crazy." She let out a slight giggle.

"Oh, and by the way, You can call me Cass or Cassy for short."

"Alright but If you want me to be completely honest, I did. I don't understand why you make an effort to talk to me either."

She glared at me.

"I make an effort because.. I.."

There it was, that pitiful look again.

I had been sitting at a bench but, I stood up. I walked over towards Cassandra.

"You look pitiful, dry your face up."

I then proceeded to hold her hand. Don't ask me why, it was just like something was telling me to. I barely knew the girl but right now, I felt as if she needed some sort of comfort.

"Marie. You understand how I feel about you, right?"

Okay, now here she is about to confess her undying love to someone she had just met this morning. Not to mention, a girl.

"Cassandra, I don't know practically anything about you, nor do you know anything about me so how did you come to the conclusion that you like me like that?"

She looked surprised.

"I love you, Marie."

There she goes, saying anything that comes to her mind without any thought or the possible consequences of her actions.

"I don't see you in that way. As I've just said, we don't even know each other."

I felt bad for her, but I couldn't just admit to those feelings like that.

"Then.. We will get to know each other." She said, starting to smile.

"I will make you fall in love with me." She stated, certainly and sternly.

See what I mean when I say she's insane? This really isn't some cliché love story and I wish she could see that.

"We will see about that."

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The whole week, I had been continuously ignoring and avoiding Cassy at any given chance.

She continuously attempted to start a conversation with me, but every time I would ignore her and walk away or find some other distraction.

It was finally time for lunch and after a long morning of avoiding Cassy, as usual, I was hungry and this time, I remembered my money.

I sat down at the table I had sat the previous day. Expectedly, Cassy sat right next to me.

"Why the fuck do you keep ignoring me?"

I suppose her language and tone shocked me, as I looked at her, speechlessly.

"I'm sorry?"

I had no reason to apologize. What does she expect?

"You're so stupid, Maria. You don't care about the sake of others, do?"

"Where is this coming from?"

"You have been ignoring me all day and finding excuses each time I try to speak with you or even when I'm around you."

"I don't understand why you care, Cassandra. Aren't I just a bother to you?"

"Since you walked into the classroom, I knew I wanted to be in your life. If you were a bother to me, I wouldn't try so hard to be near you."

She brushed my face with her gentle, soft hands. I could feel my face becoming more red within every second. This couldn't continue any further, I wouldn't allow it.

I grabbed her hands and moved them away. I stood up walked to dump my tray and went to the restroom.

I went to the sink and washed my face. I start to question whenever or not I should really be ignoring and avoiding her. I've noticed that I have found myself questioning a lot of things involving her lately.

I didn't see her for the rest of the school day, as she wasn't in any of my classes and finally, it was time to head home.

I finally get off the bus to find my Mom greeting me at the doorway.

"So, how was school?"

"Stressful, nothing new."

"Oh Marie, you really should talk to me about these things."

"You ever think that the reason I Don't is because I can't trust you to scream at me and judge my life decisions even though they are better then yours?"

She remained quiet. Normally she'd have something to say, as I knew I was being disrespectful towards her but I haven't really cared much anymore.

As I walk into the house, I realize there is someone sitting on the sofa.

It was my biological father.

"Get our of our fucking house, asshole!"

These were the first words that came to my mind, as he has hurt me way too much and I won't ever be able to forgive him for the pain he has caused me and my mother.

"Just let me explain, Maria"

"It's Marie, you idiot. You don't deserve to explain yourself. I've had a rough day as it is and I didn't expect to come home to your dumbass on the sofa."

"Stop cussing at me and just let me talk to you. Give me just a few minutes and I'll go as you'd like."

I remained silent, there was no use arguing with him.

"I was nearby, because I'm staying with one of my friends when I decided to go to the grocery store since we were out of food and me and your mother bumped into each other. We talked for a-"

I interrupted him.

"I'm sure you just talked"

"Please Marie, I still love your mother and we just want to try and work things out and not only for us, but for you."

"When did either of you begin to care what I want? What I want, is for you to leave."

"This is the best for all of us, we can finally be a family again." My mother stepped into the conversation.

"Well, fuck the both of you." I said, out of anger.

I ran out of the house, grabbed my bike, and drove to the park. I couldn't help myself. I sat on the bench and cried.

The next thing I knew, a hand was touching my shoulder but I already knew who it was.

Cassy took a seat next to me, the next thing I knew, her lips were pressed against mine.

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