My Messed Up Past

Friend zoned

LOLA'S POV

I wait nervously as Eddie thinks, his face full of emotion.

He's taking this better then I ever thought he would: or as well as he could take it.

After what feels like an age, he finally clears his throat and looks at me.

"Thank you for telling me, Lola," his husky voice says, "I appreciate the fact that you could have never told me. I'm really grateful you did."

I smile but don't meet his eye, staring at my wiggling toes.

"But... honestly, this is to much for me.  My parents were everything to me, and when they died it really hit me hard. And even though I know you had nothing to do with it, I just..." He looks at me regretfully, "I don't think I will ever be able to look at you the same way."

Wow.

I mean, I guess it's not the worst way he could have reacted.

Atleast he doesn't want to kill me... yet.

"I do really like you, Lola, but I know for sure I can't be in a relationship with you anymore. I'm really sorry, I've loved every minute with you, but now I can't take it."

I hung my head in shame. Ugh, why did my mum have to go and kill his parents? We were so good together!
And he's being so sweet about it aswell; bless his heart.

"Maybe... maybe we could stay in touch? Text each other now and then? It doesn't have to end completely. We could be... friends?" Eddie looks at me with his eyes, and I almost get lost in that pool of blue.

Trying to remain focused, I blink rapidly. "For real?"

He nods slowly. "Yes; I really do like you. I might need to take a break (wE wErE oN a bReAk-- Ross vibes anyone??) but I would love to stay close. You're an amazing person, Lola."

I blush and cautiously give Eddie a gentle hug. "I would love that very much."

He gave me a sweet peck on the cheek, but then excused himself, running out of my house as quick as he can.

That stung a bit, but I can understand the reason-- he was probably afraid someone from my family would come at him with an axe.

EDDIE'S POV

I couldn't stay there much longer-- I sprinted out of the door as soon as I could.

I'm now at home, sat on the sofa next to a stunned James. He had seen me come home in a state, and when he asked me what was wrong I told him without thinking...

"She just told you now?" His voice cracked at the end of the sentence.

"Mmh, yeah. I thought you would want to know right away."

Regret seeps through me as I watch James carefully. He always has been the sensitive one: I should have known he would take it worse. A single tear slips down his cheek, and I know how bad I've messed up-- even though always on the verge of tears, James never lets anybody see him cry. Being his brother, it's shocking I've only seen him cry three times. Well, now four times.

"It's alright, James," I say, forgetting about the silly rules at our school about how 'big boys don't cry' and all that garbage, "I'm here for you. It's alright, shh."

We started to rock together, James still sobbing. I don't even notice when my own eyes start to drip salty water.

And that's how, after an hour when Grandma came home from her walk, she found me and James sleeping on the sofa, having cried ourselves to sleep.

Even though we may have over reacted today, I just know that it will all become better. Sure, my parents were murdered by my ex's mum, but they are still dead. No offence, mum and dad. We will get over this, and life will become good.

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Fight to stay positive during these troubling times! Remember mindset is important.

This book has one chapter left, but I'm am so so happy because I will finally able to share my new book with you!

Can u guess what the new book will be about...