I know onus nine is short, but I will post again soon. Sorry, I've been typing it up on my phone, my computer is broken. Anyway, review and enjoy :))
Aleks POV
I walked into the coffee shop and place my order. The barista handed me a cup and I went to sit down. I brought the book I had to read for English with me, Romeo & Juliet, and so I took it out. I flipped to the page my bookmark was holding and just stared at it a moment. After the other night, when I had seen Chloe's copy of Romeo & Juliet marked with the picture strip of us from the photo booth, I had replaced my old bookmark with my copy of the picture strip. Now, instead of reading, I just stared at our happy faces in the photos. I wish things had works out between Chloe and I, but I knew they couldn't have. She loved Brian. And now they were happy together. Chloe was happy. And that was all that mattered.
Laughter suddenly filled the air. I looked over to the source of the sound, and saw something I hadn't expected. At the table by the door, Brian was sitting with some girl. They were holding hands and their faces were quite close together. Was he on a date with this girl? What about Chloe? Before I could stop myself, I had pushed my bookmark back in place and walked up to the table he was sitting at. The couple looked surprised at first, but then their expressions changed. The girl was staring at me with her mouth open, and Brian looked angry.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked me. It was a good question. I mean what was i doing? I was interfering in Chloe's life when clearly she didn't want me. Chloe could take care of herself, but I still couldn't help but insert myself into her business. I always wanted to protect her.
"I could ask you the same question." I said angrily. He looked confused.
"What does it look like? I'm on a date, Sherlock." He said sarcastically.
"What about Chloe?" I was ready to jam my fist down his throat.
"What about her?" What the hell was going on? Why did he seem like he couldn't care less?
"You seriously dot think she's going to be mad?"
"Why would she? Okay, I have no idea what's going on here. Anyway, this is Leslie. My girlfriend." He said. His girlfriend?
"I thought you were dating Chloe?"
"Why would you think that? I haven't talked to Chloe since I got out of the hospital. She was the one who told me that she was done with us."
"What? What happened?"
"Well. Um... I really wish you didn't make me bring this up, but I told her I loved her and wanted to be with her. She said she didn't want the same thing. She said at one point she loved me, but she no longer did. She said that if i didnt want to be just friends, then she wanted nothing to do with me. She had feelings for someone else. I figured she chose you." He said honestly. He looked upset by this. Wait what? She didn't want to be with Brian? She was over him? Feelings for someone else? Did she mean me? I couldn't believe this. Without another word I ran out of the coffee shop with my book in hand. I had no idea where I was going, or what I was thinking. I was just so happy that she was done with Brian and even the thought of her still having feelings for me made my heart pound. I soon found myself outside Chloe's house. I walked straight through the door ready to spill my heart out to her, but found the place empty. There was no furniture, or anything else inside the house. She'd left. I had no idea where her new place was, so I just prayed that she was going to school tomorrow. Maybe then I could talk to her. I needed to. As soon as possible.
Chloe's POV
I spent the day organizing my new apartment. Since I no longer had a roof to myself, Jonah sat on my couch watching some television. He offered to help but I turned him down. I needed to keep busy, to keep y mind off if things. So the more stuff I had to do, the better. Around 6 I ordered some food for Jonah and myself. We ate in the living room, since didn't have a dining room. Afterwards I cleaned up, I headed to my room. I set up my backpack with everything I would need for school since I decided to go back tomorrow. I knew people would be talking, but lately, I just didn't care what anyone thought. They didn't really know me, so why should I care how they judged me? The only people that mattered already thought the worst of me. Anyone else could just keep their opinions to themselves. So even though I would probably be the talk of school tomorrow, I was going. I couldn't let everything that's happened make me fail high school.