BEING HALSEY

CHAPTER 68

The cold air whips my hair infront of my face as soon as I step outside. I welcome the feeling and hope it will cool the anger boiling inside me.

" I called a cab, it should be here in a minute." Polly says silently.

I'm sobbing uncontrollably and my vision is blurry.

" I'm so sorry," She says and lets me soak her black top with my salty tears.

I hope the damn car gets here before I see his stupid face again.

" There it is."

The cab drives swiftly and I run for it. I jump at the back and slam the door shut. The cabbie helps Polly drag my suitcase and load it in the trunk.

Tray steps outside.

Our eyes meet.

" sorry...." I read his lips.

I sob even louder.

The driver pulls out of the driveway and I watch Tray fall to his knees again, his head buried in his hands.

I close my eyes.

***

I'm clutching the necklace Tray gave to me the night he took me to that beautiful place. I stare at it as my tears drop on my palm.

Why does this hurt so much?

It's nothing like what I experienced with Dave. The anger and the pain keeps on boiling and boiling and crushing my every nerve!

Someone knocks on my door.

" Can I come in?" Marissa asks and pokes her head in.

I wipe my tears and nod.

" I brought you some ice cream." She says and smiles.

I look away.

" Would you like to talk about it?"

She sits next to me on the bed and tuck my hair behind an ear.

" Not now." I tell her and lie down, facing my window.

I stare straight at Tray's window.

My heart breaks even more when I remember the first time I saw his beautiful smile through that window.

The first day my body went crazy.

The day I met my beautiful mistake.

Tray!

" Polly told us what happened. We are here for you." She softly squeeze my hand.

Marissa places the ice cream on my nightstand and stands to leave.

" I'll be downstairs if you need anything." She says and shuts the door behind her.

I curl myself into a ball and pray I never wake up.

***

When I finally wake up, it's two o'clock in the afternoon. I grab my phone off the nightstand and check any missed calls from Tray.

Nothing.

Just what I thought.

He can't even try to contact me???

I drag myself to the shower and spend another full hour just staring at the walls, as the warm water flows down from my hair to my toes.

I switch off the shower and get dressed in my comfy pajamas. I grab the half melted ice cream after I've tucked myself back to bed and stuff two full spoons at a time.

My fingers try to diall Tray's number multiple times but I stop them.

I can't show him I'm weak!

I swallow more ice cream and look outside the window again.

I feel and look miserable.

I scoop another spoon of ice cream and suddenly, my stomach turns.

I feel nauseous and the icecream I had just taken is threatening to come out. I jump out of the bed and run to the bathroom.

I throw up like crazy!

***

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