Chapter 42

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"I'm so fucking sick and tired of the both of you. Even married couples don't fight the way you two do" she groans and places her head in her hands

I don't blame her, she's right. I hardly ever hear my fathers fight and its never on a regular basis like what I'm dealing with at the moment

I want to hate him for putting me in the kind of compromising position he did now. I want to hate him more than I hate shortbread but that's impossible because all shortbread does is make me thirsty, and that's a bad thing to beat in my books

So here am I, sitting in my bed, minding my own damn business while feeling like a sad, lost puppy. I brought this on myself; I let him in, and now he's doing all the damage to my already exiting mindset like he'd been sent from hell into my life

"Here I was thinking that all would finally be fine since you two were kind of together, swapping saliva and nearly having sex before my eyes. But nooooooo, of course you just had to make it more complicated than a math equation."

I'm just staring at her. Lord knows why she's more frustrated than I am. I mean, I'm the one that had most of my world turned upside down by just one-person yesterday. I'm the one who's been watching sad movies all day, hoping to cry and feel sorry for him or maybe myself. I'm the one who still wants to fucking see him

What the hell is wrong with me? I was never this stupid before

This is why I always say "Stay away from relationships and feelings" but look at me now; I practically made the trap and dog-walked into it

"What did you do to him?" She asks, and I immediately take offence

"Why do you just suddenly assume that I did anything?" I spark up in challenge till she turns an evil glare my way "He's the one that took our relationship to the one place I hadn't intended for us at all" I mutter weakly and look away

"I'll be the judge of that" she spits out at me. She's like a frustrated mother of quadruplets. Congrats Jace! See what you've turned our almost sweet Muna into

"Why am I the one being prod here?" I murmur and the glare looks like it would turn to bullet holes any time soon, so I shut my mouth

"What happened?" She asks calmly this time, and when I look at her, she has genuine concern written all over her face, not the 'I'm-about-to-wriggle-your-neck-like-a-spineless-chicken-that-had-been-used-for-lab-experiments....'

"Autumn!" She snaps, and I jump back into reality

"You're my friend. You should go and kill him for putting both of us in this situation" I shoot her a victorious smirk

"You are both my friends" she snaps

"I was your friend first" I retort and cross my arms with a huff

She sighs heavily with a shake of her head "Please just tell me what happened"

This is the part I've been dreading since she realised that something had gone wrong from our meeting yesterday and I have now come to understand that I can't hide anything from her except it is unknown to even myself

"He said he's in love with me" I just lay it all out since there is no use in stalling

"Oh God no!" she exclaims and gets out of her bed, moving to the corner of the room

"I know, right! I said the same thing, well not exactly the same but I implied it" I say, and she turns back to me

"Autumn, Jace isn't the problem, you are," she says with so much seriousness that I get a chill

"How am I the problem?" my brows are scrunched in confusion

She comes to sit beside in my bed, and I nearly flinch away from how serious she is at the moment "All love stories are not the same, Autumn. You are not your father."

I take my hands away from hers and turn away "You don't know what you're saying" I murmur

"Not all love stories are the same. Yes, they share the same characteristics of disastrous heartbreaks, but you can't evaluate your life based on somebody else's experience. You've got to experience it for yourself and stop running from your feelings" she's sitting staring at my face, but my eyes refuse to meet hers

She doesn't know what she's saying. Love is the enemy; it's a trap that engages the human mind in a puzzle it can never defeat thereby leaving a person open to hurt that kills from the inside when it decides to wither away

Dad was lost when mom died; crying all day with little or no communication for weeks. It was all over the news of a reputable politician that was slowly losing his mind after the death of his wife. He broke his own heart, and I watched as he tried to reassemble it

That's what love does; screaming matches, broken plates and tears in your morning coffee

"I know that I'm probably not wanted here right now, but can I come in?" there's a voice from the other side of your room door. It isn't hard to figure out whose voice it is as a smile spreads out on my face. I stand and move to open the door that then reveals Dieter

"Come on in" I smile at his surprised face. He makes his way into the room with weary eyes

"Why is she nice to me?" he asks Muna who sighs in defeat

"Because she is happy to get to digress from what I feel is essential for her to hear" she runs a hand down her face, her curly dyed green hair falls over her frame

"Well, then she isn't going to like what I've come to say" he comments and sits on the chair at my reading desk

"Oh God! Not you too" I dump myself on my bed in frustration

"I just want to understand what the problem is!" he raises his hand in frustration "You're it for him and him for you, so why all this?"

I laugh incredulously and sit up to face him "I can literally get involved with anyone else and move on with my life."

"Not on this campus, you won't" he mutters under his breath and looks away from Muna and I

"Excuse you?" I ask wondering what he means by that. When he notices that the both of us are watching him, his eyes go wide

"I didn't say anything" he defends, but it's already too late

"What did you mean?" Muna asks gently, obviously fed up of all that's going on

He sighs heavily "Have you not ever wondered why almost no guy in this school makes no passes on you?"

My brows scrunch, actually considering the question. I hadn't actually noticed that I don't get asked out on dates or that kind of stuff anymore, at least not as frequently as before him

"She didn't even realise because she was getting too cosy with Jace and now she denies even liking him" Muna rolls her eyes and I purse my lips playfully at her

"Don't tell me he told off people?" I ask earnestly, hoping my life isn't playing out like a Wattpad book

"No. He does have a lot of friends that respect him, his decisions and his girl" he pauses "My brother only had to beat up the one guy you went smoochie with to get people to back off."

As he's speaking, the images pair up in my head and begin to make a lot more sense; the day he got back to his house with bloodied fists and even the night at that party where everyone addressed me as his girl

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I ask, getting angry now "He has no rights to do that to me like I'm some property of his"

"He didn't do anything, Autumn. He just fought one dude, and the others stayed away" he explains and I huff in frustration but the anger ebbs down

"Well, I don't love him. All of you are just going to have to accept that" I say and cross my arms over my chest

"I always did say that you are a lost cause with love, die with 10 dogs because you are a cat hater like that" Nina says and turns away from me in her bed

Dear Author, please write me out of the story now; it's becoming too sad

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