The Privilege Of Being Yours
I cannot think of any plots! It's all been said and done. So as I was listening to Turning Page by Sleeping At Last, this idea popped into my head. Enjoy, because it is horrible, and it's gonna be my main focus. FIVE REVIEWS TILL NEXT CHAPTER- for those of you who read this...
Rocky's POV
I try with all I can not to remember. I don't want to remember. I don't want to think of it. But I just can't help it.
Flashback
I ran down the hallway, and as hard as I tried I could not stop the betrayal tears that slid down my face. How could he?
"Rocky!" a voice called behind me. Shoot, he was following me.
I ignored him and ran down the crowded corridor. I felt him coming closer, so I dashed through an empty classroom and to another corridor which was currently empty.
"Rocky, listen to me!" Deuce cried, continuing to chase after to me. Finally, I got exhausted of running and turned around.
"Why should I listen to you?" I snapped. I hesitated before saying, "I trusted you."
"And you can! Cece kissed me, I don't like her!" Deuce insisted.
"Then why were you lip-locking?" I hissed.
"I could never love anyone besides you," Deuce admitted.
"Oh, shut up," I muttered, not buying it. I took off in a matter of seconds, leaving Deuce in the empty corridor. I never saw him again.
End of Flashback
After that, I ran home and snuck onto the laptop. I emailed my mom's boss, telling him that she'd want to work in their New Hampshire office, due to transportation issues. The next day, her boss had replied, taking up the offer.
I explained to mom how he suddenly offered it, and how it was a great opportunity to experience new things. Mom was all on board because "it was a great learning experience for me common-sense wise". We had left that day.
Now I sat on the windowsill of my California house, shuddering at the memory. I knew it was wrong, but I still felt like it was needed. I saw the love of my life kissing my best friend. Betrayal took place. Betrayal that I could never forgive. How can one forgive that?
So maybe my decision was a little extreme, but I have never stood up for myself. That's typical me. I run and hide when I need to come out of my shell. I just don't know how I could have stood even being in the same apartment with the girl who supposedly was my best friend.
And after we had been through so much, Deuce still kisses Cece. I thought Deuce would always be there for me; my knight in shining armor. I related this situation to King Arthur (which we are learning about in history), how Cece is Lancelot and Deuce is Guinevere. Nerdy; I know.
I had never fallen in love again, still being partly in love with Deuce. I have tried many boyfriends. One that stuck out was Tray, who said he would do anything to have me be his. Isn't that sweet?
But California is where dreams come true. And as I sat, perched on the windowsill, I was about to make my dreams happen.
