Broken Souls Collide

Chapter 28- Broken Asses

REECE

I seemed to have abandonment issues.

Whether people left willingly or not, it didn't matter. I had experienced both cases through my parents.

One year, my dad had unexpectedly lost his life, leaving the rest of his family behind against his will, this caused my mother to then pull away from her family on her own accord so she could rot in her own corner of self destruction.

Due to my abandonment problem, I had also developed commitment issues, because if I didn't allow myself to get close to someone, it shouldn't hurt if they were to leave me, right?

Wrong.

I've learned that no matter how hard you try, you will eventually allow yourself to get close to someone. It was inevitable, because growing relationships with others was something the human race yearned for. Whether it was family, friends, or something more...intimate, humans didn't just want these relationships, they needed them.

Still, I realized that even though I've allowed myself to care for very few people, I've always kept myself at arm's length.

There was a difference between being alone and being lonely and I knew that, but I always had a hard time differentiating the two.

Sometimes, even if I wasn't alone or lonely, I still felt like I was. It basically felt as if I was standing in a crowded room of unfamiliar faces, even when I was actually surrounded by my brother and friends.

Basically, what I'm trying to say is the rest of this week was hell.

I noticed a growing distance between me and everyone I cared about; my worst fear. Whether it was me subconsciously pushing them away or them subconsciously pushing me away, I wasn't sure, but the distance was there, slowly getting bigger and bigger the longer Wesley and I continued to hold this petty grudge against each other.

When he came into the cafeteria on Wednesday after putting his books away with Carter, he was still as ticked off with me as he was when I left him in the hallway. He tried multiple times to rile me up again with random jabs and insults in my direction throughout almost the entirety of lunch but I no longer cared to add fuel to the argument and kept my mouth shut. The only time I spoke was when Carter or Violet were directly speaking with me and even then, I'd keep my replies short and simple.

I could tell that both of them were very concerned with my behaviour, I would usually either be pissed or unbothered by a situation like this, but with Wesley it was different. They attempted to fix things by demanding that we just talk and apologize like normal people but instead we began acting as if we weren't sitting across from each other.

Wesley must have realized that I no longer had the energy to argue with him because he soon stopped trying to provoke me and became quiet himself. Both of us were lost in our own worlds of misery and self pity while Carter and Violet kept shooting us exasperated and frustrated glances.

For the next two days they became so fed up with our stubbornness that they didn't even really bother paying attention to us during lunch and instead started up conversation between the two of them. When I was alone with one of them, they would try to convince me to talk to him and discuss our....feelings.

Feelings were gross.

Sammy had also been pretty much giving me the cold shoulder. Ever since he confronted me in the living room earlier this week he's been ignoring my presence for the most part and only giving me blunt replies when he had no choice but to speak to me.

When I asked him about his behaviour he had straight up told me that was how it was going to be between us until I stopped acting like a child and fixed things with the boy who lived next door to us.