Why him?

8* The tree

I wrote it, yet I just have to say it... I LOVE this chapter!

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Chapter 8: The tree

Sara's pov

I walked fast paced as the bell rang. I closed the door fast, in the process almost bringing it out of its hinges. When I neared the tree, to make sure nobody caught me skipping class, I climbed the tree as high as possible. Not that high, but high enough for the leaves to hide me. Argh, I have scratches now. Great.

When I stopped hearing the ruckus the students made when entering the school, I started to cry. I had to let it all out now... or never.

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Jonathan's pov

I sat under the tree, facing the other part of school. I was behind the trunk, so if anybody came outside, they could not see me. I had finally stopped crying and now was calming down.

I had my eyes closed thinking this through.

How could Sara have been so persistent about being my friend to only fulfill what this? She actually made me trust her! That has been the cruelest thing anyone has ever done to me. It's giving hope to a broken person that he could go on with a better life. Was I really that engrossed with it that I didn't see the truth? Was I really that hopeful? I didn't see behind that cute smile, those mesmerizing eyes and her antics; behind her beautiful self. Yeah, I admit she is beautiful. I thought I was really lucky and happy to be friends with one of the beautiful girls on school... But she isn't just beautiful now. She is deadly; no doubt about it.

Sara has an aura that makes anybody like her. I fell for that. For her beautiful deadly trick.

I'm dumb. Really dumb.

It is so strange for me to think that all Sara did for me was a charade. An ACT! I just don't know anybody that can portray an act like she did. If that's the case, she should be an actor.

The door that led to the school opened and closed hard, making a ruckus and making me jump.

The only thought that crossed my mind was that Sara had told Derek where I would be and now he's coming for me again.

I heard something shuffling from the other side of the tree. I hold my breath. No no no no... Please not again.

Suddenly I heard the scratching sound against the trunk. I stayed still as what ever it was started to climb. Could it be a bear or something? Don't be more stupid than you already are, Jonathan. It's not a bear. What would a bear do inside school?

Educate himself, probably.

I crawled to the side of the tree and looked up. What I saw made me frown. It was a person climbing the tree. The person's hair flowed on the wind and I realized it was Sara.

I groaned internally. Why the heck can't I be alone?! Does she even know I'm here? Is she bugging me? I just can't believe this.

I stopped my internal battle when I heard a sob.

It was Sara. She was crying.

I froze. I didn't know what to make of it. Did she know I was there?

She started to sob louder. I was speechless. I haven't seen a girl cry... Well, my mother once, but they were happy tears. These ones I'm sure were far from happy. It killed me to hear that. I admit that I don't hate her. She did cruel things, but I just can't find it in myself to hate her.