Three Words, I Love You ✔️

32: Three words, I love you

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NEMOS POV CONTINUES AHAHA

With my hand pressed to my cheek, I gaze at Adaline who is across the room with sitting besides Toryn. The boy I'm supposed to be working on this math sheet with watches me with big eyes, his cheeks flushed a deep red. Slowly, I tear my gaze away from Adaline for a split second to glance at the boy. 

"What?" I snap at the attractive boy, narrowing my eyes to let him know that I'm not here to play around. 

He flinches and turns even more red, lowering his gaze, "N... Nothing! I- sorry, sorry... just... I'll work on the... sorry,"

The boy turns his body away from me, shakily grabbing his pencil and grabbing the math sheet to pull it in his direction. I roll my eyes, frowning as I return to staring at the back of Adaline's head, hoping that she would at least turn around. The boy besides me glances up at me with a hopeful look. I don't advert my stare but I could see him follow my gaze, his shoulders slumping as he sees Adaline. 

During the entire math class, I've been feeling... irritated. We were all assigned a worksheet, and I was wanting to partner up with Adaline. I even stood up to ask her but then this dude butted his head in and asked me to be his partner. I started to decline but then Adaline practically forced me to agree to be the guy's partner. Then she went with Toryn, completely unaware of how badly I crave to be by her. 

It's funny to think about how... I've... become so different.

I was so set on remaining alone. It was my goal to never open up to anything. I was afraid that everyone would try to change me... like how Leigh 'tried' to. As the years went on... everyone around me became a black shadow, falling to the back of my mind where the things that used to matter... didn't... anymore.

Everything around me faded away... I didn't care. 

I sat in the middle of a dark, scary place... hopeless and... tired. Even the cold voice of Leigh was no more... the feelings of her hands on me even her agonizing comments had finally become... silent.

I sat in the middle of a dark, scary place. I was alone... just like how I wanted to be. There was nobody around to open up to... nobody could change me. I thought I was happy. Happy to be in there where no one could find me. Happy to be in the dark where no one could touch me... no one could hurt me.

In reality... I was sad. I sad that... there wasn't a light to light up my dark. Everything was cold and... I wanted warmth. I was so cold...

Then one day as I was standing in the abyss... there was a little glow. 

In the darkness, off into the distance... there was a small circle that glowed. It floated in the mid air, the glow of it only lighting up the small area around it. I didn't like the small circle at first... as it was providing light into my dark place. I ignored the glow... noticing how every time I tried to push it away... the glow never dimmed.

As much as I tried to fight it, my body itched to see what that glow wanted. My hands wanted to touch it... to hold it. My eyes wanted to see it up close... my heart wanted to feel it's warmth...

But it was so far away... did I really want to walk the distance?

My legs wanted to move again... they wanted to carry me over to than glow. So... I let them. They carried me to a path... with the glow at the end of it.

I walked down that path, through the dark and all by myself. I couldn't really see past the darkness that was lingering behind the glow.

When I got closer... the glow got bigger.