Have you ever been punched in the gut? If you have then you will probably know the feeling I am talking about, lying here on my bed after a two hour walk home on top of five buses. I never thought that one person could mess you up so badly, and for a moment I lay there and wished that I had never met Frank. That was until I remembered something 'be careful what you with for because you just might get it'. I used to think, well great, that's no problem because if I want it and then I get it, there's no problem but I know from experience that's not a good thing.
The next morning I barely got up and out of the house on time, you could say I had 'Frank on the brain' but that's only because I was so annoyed at him for dragging me all that way for nothing and not to mention the large road burn marks I have up my arms, so today I had to wear a long sleeved shirt, which wasn't really a problem more so something to blame on him just for the sake of it.
I trailed out of the house, fifteen minutes late not really caring. I would just skip the first double period anyways. Who really needs History? I don't, that's for sure. What I wasn't prepared for was Frank standing outside of my door, grinning sheepishly.
"Hey, I know what you're thinking, you hate me and I don't blame you. I shouldn't have let you get five buses when I could have just carried you home I ju-" I cut him off right there.
"How do you know I got five buses?" I questioned him, but I already knew the answer. The little stalker just couldn't control himself could he? He recoiled at my thoughts.
"Hey, Gerard you know I only followed you because I care...you do know that right? It's just sometimes you pretend you don't but you also forget that I know what you're thinking every second of every minute and so there is no point in pretending anymore." I fidgeted, not really knowing what to say to this "But I know you're scared...you don't want to trust me because that would just be too hard, too painful but honey you need to because deep down you know that I would never let you down." He placed his hand on my now crossed arm but I just shrugged it off.
"Well Frank, you may know all that because you're a little stalker kid who has to know everything about me, but you're wasting your time. If I was going to be with a guy, it wouldn't be a guy like you." I spat at him, he could read the truth in my words and cringed away but I wasn't letting up "he wouldn't skulk around corners and sneak into my room, that's boring. He would be the kind of guy that made me follow him, that made me want him; he would basically be everything you're not. You are so far from playing hard to get, it's pathetic!" tears stung his eyes and I felt empowered. But hell, its better that he heard the truth rather than waste his time on me.
He turned away from me and began to walk away, when he was about five metres away he spun around;
"I'll show you that you need me, because trust me you do." With that he walked off, in the other direction from school.
Another short chapter!
I just have 6 stories on the go so it's kinda hard sometimes, but don't worry they will get longer (but maybe that's bad :P)
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