The Game

Chapter 15 - Screwed it all up.

"Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you; but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder."

Serena

For the first time I am not late to school. I sit in the chemistry class and my heart starts to beat like crazy the moment K.C walks in. He has been ignoring me for weeks now. 3 to be exact. It was my birthday 2 weeks ago and he didn't even say anything. I've been buzzing about my 16th birthday for so long, but it didn't really seem so appealing anymore, now that he wasn't going to be a part of it.

My dad threw a party for me, and got me a car. A white Mercedes. I already love it, and I got my driving license. Perfect time, since K.C won't be picking me up anymore. Every time I try to talk to him, he walks away. I might as well give up.

Really? Already giving up on him? A inner voice says.

Honey, you wasting your time, he's never going to forgive you - Another voice says.

Relax I am not schizophrenic, I just have my two angels on each side of my shoulder battling inside my head. It just seems wrong to call them angels now. I have been watching too much Supernatural. Now I can't imagine the classic shoulder angels, all I see are angels like Castiel or Metatron in tiny versions sitting on each shoulder. And that's just gross- so I switched them with mini me's. A hippie Serena and the diva Serena.

Everybody has found out what happened, I don't think K.C would tell anyone and beside him, Tori knew. She probably told Omar and the others and then it's not long before the gossip spreads. People have been giving me dirty looks ever since we broke up. K.C is the school's golden boy, so of course they are going to pick his side. And they are right to, it was my fault all of it.

I miss him so damn much, we have never been mad at each other for this long. I really think it's over. I need to do something, I will not give up on him. I am going to prove that I am worth it.

In the break I head over to his table where his friends are sitting, they all get quite the moment they see me standing there.

"K.C, can I talk to you?" I say, they are all looking at me. K.C doesn't say anything, but gets up from his seat and walks. I walk right behind him.

"Please, wait!" I say, as I try to keep up with him.

"What the hell do you want from me." he says through gritted teeth as he turns around to face me.

"You." I answer. He lets out a sigh and puts his hands behind his neck and tilt back his head. He looks annoyed. Then he puts them down again and think hard on something.

"How do I put this, I thought I was very clear the other 100th times you came over to me. I don't want to be with you. So. Leave. Me. Alone." He says irritated.

"K.C, I miss you. I can't do this without you."

"Well you should have thought about that before you decided to kiss someone else!" he suddenly yells. The people around us look at us. I just stare at him, stunned by his sudden outburst.

"Listen, Serena, and listen good- it is over. There's no fixing it. You screwed it all up." He says and then he walks away. Leaving me there all alone, speechless.

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The weeks pass by and he still doesn't talk to me. I don't think I can do this anymore. I tried everything. I bought him his favorite CD and a basketball game with his favorite team. I wrote him a long letter which I spent 3 hours on telling him how much I love him and how sorry I am. But nothing. Not even a single glance over at me. I met his mother the other day, she seemed distant too. The warm and genuine smile is replaced with disgust and coldness. I really screwed it up.