As I get home, my mom notices what's wrong with me.
"Nak, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Nay."
And with that I walk upstairs tears silently falling. I close the door behind me, lock it and slam into the bed.
Crying into the pillow, Why? Why did I think she loved me? I shouldn't have felt anything. I. Should. Have. Stayed. Cold.
The next day at school, my eyes still hurt and are bulging due to the fact that I cried myself to sleep last night. Literally.
Janey notices and asks "What's wrong?"
"Oh... Oh nothing... Don't worry."
She looks at me with a worried look "Sure?"
"I'm fine! Okay?" And with that I slam my bag onto the floor and shut everything out.
I couldn't bear to look at her during class, I walked around and when she tried to approach me I evaded the best I can. In the end she caught up.
She asks "Tell me now. What's wrong?"
"Nothing" I grunt.
"Tell me"
"Go away." I walk faster
"No. I won't until you tell me what's wrong."
"What's wrong? My. Heart. Broke. You know who did it? You." I run home, leaving her behind unable to look back due to the pain and the guilt.
She doesn't deserve this. You did this unto yourself. Apologize to her tomorrow.
It seems like I have two personalities now.....
ALRIGHT! I'll apologize tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
One or the other
Short StoryWhat happens when a guy falls in - love with a girl that is so similar to his old lover? This is what happens. Follow Amos as he goes through his life with a new girl with a little added twist.
