True Love Will Survive

[ {:} Chapter Eight {:} All Alone And On His Own {:} ]


Lizzie's word were still stabbing at David's heart, and confusion was marching through his brain. How could he do that to his one true love?

"I'm such a fool!" yelled David. "God, I don't deserve this girl." He jumped out of his bed and ran to the bathroom. Sickness suddenly rose from his stomach, the guilt, anger, and sadness coming with it. After getting himself prepared, he went downstairs and sat at the table.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" asked his concerned mother. "I heard you upstairs, is your stomach still upset?"

"No mom, I'm okay." David's voice cracked. "I just did something horrible last night." He looked up at his mom, who was still looking at her son with concerned eyes. "I cheated on Lizzie." He bowed his head out of remorse.

"Oh, David!" she sat down. "What happened?" She looked at her son, a look of shock, remorse, and anger flew back at him.

David sighed. "I don't know. I kind of blacked out. I don't really remember what happened." He sighed once more, and ran his fingers through his curly head of black hair. Placing his head on his folded hands, tears suddenly arriving in his eyes. "All I remember is I was talking to this girl and then the next thing I know I'm waking up to Lizzie hitting me and yelling."

"David..." her mother began. "I don't know what to say." She sighed, feeling the pain of her son. "Your going to have to give Lizzie some space right now, I know that, but I do hope you get back together." She got out of her chair and walked to the stove. Stopping, she looked around like there was some answer in the room. "If you want to stay home, you can."

"No, it's okay. I'll go. It will get my mind off of stuff." He arose and grabbed an apple. Before stepping out the door, he yelled back, "Goodbye mom."

Arriving at school, David was bombarded by concerned pupils.

"You okay, man?" asked a few students. "How could you?" asked others. A mixture of feelings, some of anger, some of concern, and others of mix came at him from all directions. He felted overwhelmed walking the halls, but he knew he deserved all of it. Cheating on Lizzie, and being one half of the most popular couples in school meant any move he made, good or bad, was going to go under the microscopes of all in the school.

Sitting in his classes he felt all eyes on him, even those of his teachers. At lunch he sat at his normal table, Miranda sat with him but David knew she too had her own set of opinions about the whole thing.

"Okay, Miranda. Spill." he said.

"I just don't understand!" she began. "How could you? she looked at him with her face crumpled in anger. "Did it make you feel big? Did it make you feel like you were 'the man'? Did it bring any type of relief to you?" She looked around at her fellow pupils. "Can anyone here tell me why a guy would cheat on his kind, giving, supportive, perfect girlfriend?" Everyone looked down. No one wanted to get involved, but all of them felt some sort of involvement in everything. An unspoken admiration for both David and Lizzie was in the school, everyone loved and looked up to them, even if they were older or younger than the duo.

Miranda sighed. "David, your my friend and I love you, but..." she stopped. She looked into her friends eyes. "you hurt me too." She rose and walked away.

David felt alone. He knew he had lost everything and everyone. Even his own mother was upset with him. Even though she didn't say it, he knew his mother wasn't looked at him with the same amount of love or respect anymore. He blew it. He was now lost.

David rose and got his things from his locker. He still had classes to go to but he couldn't stand it anymore. He had to leave and get his feelings straightened out... on his own.