B L I N D M E

chapter ten

// chapter ten //

Warning ⚠️: cursing.

Timothee ran after me. I ran to a park. It wasn't any park. This park wasn't any park, it was a park that me and Alejandro used to go as kids. It was where my childhood grew. We would go here, and be us. Get away from the torture at home.

So I ran to the park, and when I finally reached it I sat on the swing.

I just thought and thought.

Why does no one want me? Why does no one like me? Why am I so ugly? Why did Timothee leave me like that? Why did my father have to be so homophobic for? Why did my father have to drink? Why did my father have to smoke drugs? Why did my father have to not be a father figure? Why? Why didn't Alejandro trust me? I really wanna know why. In fact, that's all that really matter to me at this point.

My thoughts weren't true, but they made me cry. Because this is what I thought of myself. This is what I thought to myself. I wasn't good enough to be a girlfriend, a good sister, nor a good daughter.

It was always my fault. Because I was the strong one in the family, but I guess I was wrong.

I heard foot steps running towards my location, which snapped me out of my thoughts.

I wanted to run but I couldn't I was to weak, when I stood up to get away from who ever was trying to find me, I fell right back to the swing and closed my eyes which caused my tears to fall down my face.

"Avani, what's wrong?" I heard a similar voice say, that voice was the love of my life at first sight.

"Nothing." I said to him, trying to sound convincing to make him leave me alone. That's all I would've wanted, was to be alone. But he made me feel the opposite in this moment.

"Listen, I know your 'nothing' means something, so please talk to me?" He said softly, taking my chin into his hand, while he sat on the swing.

He made me want to kiss him right there and then. But it wasn't because he was being a hot and sexy fuck boy. It's because he was being a sweet boy. Maybe he was a sweet boy in the inside.

"Well, Alejandro is gay. I founded out on my own. He was making out with Carter. Your friend? But he cat calls me everyday. So I immediately don't like him. But the thing is I would've never founded out if he wasn't making out with Carter. Because apparently he couldn't trust me. But I've been his best friend, his sister. I was closer to him than anyone else when our dad was homophobic to him. That's why he was homophobic to him. Was because even my father knew he was gay, and I still didn't. I just couldn't believe he would think of me that way." I said to him crying my feelings, he still had his hand caressing my cheek.

He soon took both of his hands to my blushing cheeks. Blood was rushing to my cheeks just because of Timothee's touch. It was sweet.

He got closer to my face, soon he was inches away from me.

"Look, your thinking wrong. Carter is not Alejandro's boyfriend love." He said softly, smiling big. Almost giggling at your assumption of this person.

"Wha- wa- What?" You said, and confused why he was giggling.

"Carter has a twin you silly." He said raspyly. Damn, Timothee could be cute and sexy at the same time.