Thinking that it's one of their usual fights, Evanna thought this time she will not let Liam go that easily. What he did was bad even though he claimed he didn't do it. Letting her decide where they lie, he left her to let her think. She realizes th...
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I advance towards the bus as the rush around me tries to get inside. My mind wasn't exactly at one place so when I step on the platform of bus, my legs tripped over the bag, an old woman puts carelessly on the floor. Luckily, I didn't slip or fall on my butt and walk a little faster for the seat—after looking around if someone saw my almost fall or not. I sit near the window seat and look outside, catching up the events of last night.
How my life decided to turn everything around in just a mere second.
I sigh and thought how yesterday everything was okay, not after noon but before when Liam and I were happily entangled in each other arms, enjoying the peace that came when everything between us sailed smoothly until a wave of obstacles hit us leaving us lost. I am still debating on whatever happened yesterday, from meeting with Dylan and getting seen by Liam and then seeing Natalie kissing him like it's her right. The thought of it sends me into instant nauseous.
Was it because of me? Everything that happened yesterday, was it really happened just because I haven't told Liam about my whereabouts? I admit that I am at fault. I should have told him the truth from start but...he. His actions after he knew that I went to Dylan still would have remained same even if I told him that I am going to meet him. I know nothing would have changed in that area. His jealousy still would have got the best of him, no matter what I say. We could have easily sorted ourselves out instead of hanging the matter but no he had to leave me and get his lips kissed by Natalie.
What he said last night about not kissing her, I believed him. This morning I clearly thought with a fresh mind and comes to the conclusion that he would never do something like that but what hurts me more is, he admitted last night that the thought of kissing her back entered in his mind, just so I could suffer. I can't let that slide that how just so he could get back at me, he thought of cheating on me, making me suffer like that. He could have done anything, anything which surely would have hurt lesser than the pain our last night talk and his inability to trust on me gave.
I was so into my ruminations that I nearly miss my stop. I call out for the driver and rush outside in a hurry so he couldn't close the door on my face. I was a little surprised when I see how the weather becomes rough. This morning when I left for college, a perfect glazing sun was on the top but now a layer of dark clouds could be seen, coming towards me. Their approach reminds me of a bad omen as they towers above me. I walk a little further to get under them properly as the sound of thunder echoes somewhere. I always loved the storm but today, I feel like they're gathered for something which I can't point out. I avert my eyes from the dusty sky and gets accentuate with the building in which Liam reside.
