I Can't Lose You (ON HOLD)

five

A ring from my phone broke the silence in me. I was standing beside my locker, not caring about anyone. I was just really in my deep thoughts. I took my phone from my pocket and slid my thumb to answer the call. It was from my mom.

“Amber, dear?”

“Mom, hey! What’s going on?” I asked, closing my locker.

“Are you still in school? I was planning to pick you up.”

“Uhh, yeah. I’m still here. I’ll just wait for you by the door outside school, okay?” I said, walking towards the exit.

“Okay, honey. I’m almost there, bye!”

“Bye, mom!” I slid my phone back in my pocket and turned one more glance in the hallway. I was hoping to see the devil. I never saw him since he left me in the cafeteria all alone. What happened to him? I know, I didn’t say anything to make him mad or what.

I opened the door and it revealed Keith standing beside his car. He was playing with his phone and it seems like he was waiting for something.. or someone? I was about to approach him, when this blonde girl came and hug him like there’s no tomorrow. It was Rachel Johnson, a cheerleader, not really the queen bee but a lot of guys are drooling over her. Keith gave her a peck on the cheeks then they both ride on Keith’s car. I was still standing beside the exit, not knowing what or how to react. A little bit of mar came over me. I don’t know why but I know this isn’t right.

“Honey, come on! Let’s go, it’s almost dinner!” Mom broke my thoughts, calling me from her car.

I just smiled at her and ride. I greeted her with a simple “Hi” and that was it. All the time we were inside the car, it was so quiet. No one was talking. You can only hear the music from the radio and the air coming out from the air conditioner. I was looking out in the window, still in my thoughts. Yes, maybe you’re thinking this is the time where people look outside and a dramatic song came and they act like they’re in a very dramatic kind of movie. But hell no, I was not in that situation right now. I was not acting because it was real. I don’t know why I’m feeling this. This is not normal. Why is this devil making me feel like this?

“Honey,” Mom said, holding my hand that was placed on my lap. “Are you okay?” She asked, with her eyes on the road. I don’t know what to answer because I don’t have any clue if I was fine or not. It took a couple of seconds for me to realize that I need to answer my mom.

“Mom.. oh, I’m o-okay.” I was stammering, pretty sure she noticed I was not okay.

“What’s the problem, honey? You’ve been quiet for the whole ride.” She took a quick glance on me then back on the road. I just looked at her hands holding my other hand. “Boy problem, huh?” She smirked, putting her hand back on the wheels.

“W-what? Of course, not.” I respond, giving out a nervous laugh.

“I’ve been there, Amber. No need to lie.” She answered, smiling with her hazelnut brown eyes sparkling because of the light reflecting from outside.

“Well, yes. You’re half right but you’re half wrong either.”

“What? Wait, I can’t understand.”

“It’s a boy problem but not about love or something.” I sighed, deeply. “You know the de- oh, I mean Keith Williams right?”

She nodded as respond. “Well, I think he’s mad at me.” I said, feeling that bit mar again inside me.

“What makes you think that?”

“Okay, so a while ago we were at the cafeteria with Jordan and Chris. The lovebirds were teasing us and I was like “No, hell no!” then that’s it, he turned to a different mood. He left me alone in the cafeteria table and after that he never talked to me again. A-and it just really bothers me. Not that I care about him but I just hate the fact that somebody avoids me without an excusable reason.”