Ruel//Wrong number

Chapter 10: "please"

Mataya's Point of View;

I sat at the back of the class with my hoodie over my head. It's like he didn't even know, or maybe just didn't care enough to remember. He knew nothing happened that night, he new the truth. I just need to get through this class and then I didn't have to see him all weekend. I zoned out, or atleast I tried. The loud voices were unbearable, it's like I was in the hallway all over again. I felt like they were talking about me. I tried so hard to keep a blank face, to block out my emotions until the bell rung. But every so often one of my tears would fall onto the page. The class felt like it went for hours. The teacher wouldn't stop talking, and my head wouldn't stop spinning. *ding* finally, I just wanted to go home. I stood up and grabbed my books, quickly walking out. I went to my locker and grabbed out the rest of my stuff. Just as I was about to get to the door someone grabbed me and pulled me into the janitors closet. I heard a soft voice "Hey hey hey, it just me." I looked up, why was he here? I tried to get out but he was standing in front of the door. I tried to move passed with but he blocked me. That's when I just let go. My head fell down and it felt like all the weight of my shoulders had lifted. The pounding in my head grew stronger, but the rest of my body felt relaxed. The tears began to trickle down my face, I tried to stay at silent as I could. I didn't want him to know he broke me. He already had taken so much away from me, I couldn't let him know my composure had been added to the list. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to stop the tears from falling. "Mataya?" I had to leave. I tried to shuffle past him but he moved with me. He placed his hand on my shaky arm. My body was numb under his touch. My tears stopped, I couldn't feel anything. He brought his hand up to my cheek, lifting it gently. My eyes were dark and my face, emotionless. My cheeks pink and blotchy from crying. I just wanted to go home. My words were quiet, but they were clear. "Ruel please." I looked into his perfect brown eyes. He didn't intimidate me, he didn't make me scared. I felt nothing. He didn't move, he just stared right back into mine. "I just want to talk, Mataya please." He sounded so sweet, like we were 9 again. He sounded sad and desperate. I let out a deep breath. He wasn't going to let me leave unless it was with him. "Okay." He gave me a half smile, I could see the pity in it. I followed him as we walked home. We got to his house, it was the same as the last time I saw it. No one was here, except us. It felt empty, but so full of life. Just the way I remembered it when I was young, it hasn't changed a bit. We walked up to his bedroom and he opened the door. I let him pass me, watching as he sat down. Waiting for me to join him. I didn't want to sit down, I wanted to go home. I looked at my hands again, weaving my fingers together. He stood up off of his bed. I could feel him getting closer to me. He placed his hands on mine, stopping them from moving. I looked up. He looked so anxious, like he needed so desperately to talk. He let out a small sigh before lowering his head. "There's something you need to know" he whispered.