wow previous chapter was surprisingly...short!
Anyway I kinda "forgot" that my dear lead character is a guy hahaha when i read back, he sounds like a girl! I'll try making him more masculine here xD
chapter 7
After sobbing and pouring out my heart for what seemed like centuries, I felt something move against me. I sat up, rubbing my already sore eyes.
"I'm sorry." was all he said. He shook his head disapprovingly, perhaps of himself. I was expecting him to start telling me about how it wasn't his fault, that Solange threw herself at him, or that he was drunk. But he kept quiet, staring at his hands which was clasped together infront of him.
I was thoroughly, genuinely confused as to what I should say or do. Heck, I didn't even know how to breathe then. We weren't clear, we weren't officially together. My insides were begging him to say something, anything, to get rid of this pit forming in my stomach. Instead, I stood up, towering over him and watching his ego shrink.
"Dude," I gasped silently at the harsh tone of my voice, "It's fine. she needs you more than I do." I tapped his shoulders thrice and gestured for him to walk out. He obeyed, weirdly, and when he reachef the stairs, he called out to me. "I thought you didn't care Alexander." As I pondered over what he said, I crept out of my room. I made sure he was gone, I walked out to the last door in the hallway.
It's been ages since i've last lifted weights. I used to work out everyday before I met Solange and got dragged into doing girly things with her. I stared at my reflection in the full mirror, trying hard to deny the fact that I couldn't look myself in the eye because i'm just not me anymore. And I knew it.
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Taking one deep breath, i swallowed the nasty liquid in the giant cup infront of me. Yuck, how in the world do bodybuilders do this everyday? I gasped for air after holding my breath for quite sometime. I scrambled on the messy kitchen counter trying to look for mints or gums to get rid of this nasty taste overwhelming my taste buds.
As i was busy rummaging through the papers lying carelessly on the counter, something caught my eye. It was a silver, spiked necklace. Beneath it held a yellow post-it, with red ink scribbled on it.
"Wear that and be ready to meet me tomorrow at 9pm, I'll pick you up- Thomas"
I stared at it for several seconds, only managing to blink after my thoughts deafened me. How long had this possibly been on the counter? It can't possibly be just now, because I pretty much know my house and I knew that all my stationaries were in my school locker. Could he have brought it from somewhere? I was lost in my thoughts when I heard someone knocking on my door.
When I saw who it was I let out a snicker. "And since when did princess learn to knock?" I saw her face light up a bit before walking towards me. She stopped in her tracks when she saw what was in my hand.
"Sorry Hogan, i'm so sorry," she sniffled, pulling me closer to her. When she saw the necklace and note, she broke down. She told me that the note had been placed on my bedside two weeks ago. She hid it when I was sleeping, as she didn't want me to meet Thomas. I could forgive her for that, so here I am, trying to calm her down.
"I went." she said suddenly, her voice falling flat as her face went expressionless.
"What?" I was shocked. Exhasperated. No words could describe.
"I went with him. I told him that you couldn't make it and that you sent me instead." I was about to comment when she shushed me.
"He uh, he brought me to his apartment. And..." she trailed off, pausing a few seconds before she mumbled something.
I let out a nervous laugh before asking her, "What... did you say?"
I hoped I heard her wrongly.
"He kissed me." she looked down, remorse filling her tear-stained face. She knew about my crush on Thomas. She knew.
She tried apologizing her way out but all I could think about was that, she knew. And she let it happen.
A/N: I wanted to write longer but it's 3.12am and i havent slept for 3 days. Maybe tonight i get to sleep so im not losing this chance! Maybe i'd edit and add the parts. Why not i wait till i write all then i publish? Cause i owe you an update. haha here, some virtual candy floss for you!
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The things i don't want to remember
Teen FictionWhen life tortures you endlessly, provoke them.