OK. Here's the 3rd Chapter, as promised. Don't own SM. Enjoy!
Chapter 3: Those 7 Words
I didn't know what to believe. Or rather who to believe. I was used to hearing rumors about him all the time, but nothing like this had ever come up. I was devastated. When I heard, I confronted him. He denied it with a passion, almost to the point of tears. He was frustrated. People always wanted to ruin his life since, to them, everything else was "perfect" in it. People weren't happy at all when they found out that we were together. After the accusations, his whole attitude just changed. He began to get real quiet around people, even me. He began avoiding me. It seemed like he had given up on life altogether. Every time I tried to talk to him, he'd either not really respond, or he'd leave. I didn't know what to do. I thought something was wrong with me. Was it my breath? My hair? Had I gained weight? I didn't know what to think. One day, his best friend Greg, forced him to talk to me. To this day I wish to God that he hadn't.
"Hi," I casually said. He just smiled.
"OK...how have you been?" I tried again. No reply.
"OK, what's your problem? You've been avoiding me. You won't even look at me. Did I do something wrong?"
"No." Finally an answer from him.
"See, you're still not looking at me now." I said a little annoyed. I wish I would've been kinder about it. When he did look at me, my heart broke. His eyes were misty with tears.
"What's wrong?" I asked. But I didn't really have to ask. I knew. I felt his answer.
"I can't have a relationship right now."
Damn. Those 7 words each stabbed my heart. I began to get misty-eyed. After a year, he finally decides to tell me this? What about all we'd gone through? I loved him, dammit! And I thought he loved me. Guess he fell outta love. The sad part about this situation is that two of my friends, Lita and Amy, knew he was going to break up with me for about TWO weeks before it happened, and did they tell me? Not even a hint. That finally killed my heart. I felt dead inside. Like the sky had truly fallen. And it did, in my world.
Everything was grey. Nothing was pretty anymore. I didn't care what happened. One day while I was on AIM, I saw him sign on. I was upset because he had broken up with me, but I told myself that I would attempt to have a nice conversation with him. Who was I kidding? We argued and whatnot for about 30 minutes until he finally signed out on me. Ever since the accusation, I had accused him of cheating on me. He said he didn't. How was I to know he wasn't lieing? Rei, one of my other friends, kept saying, "I told you he was no good, blah blah blah...." Well if he's no good....how come she was telling people about the personal stuff that I trusted her with such as the details of our first time? And also, why did she have him come and pick her up, take her to his house, and get close to having sex with her? I swear I will NEVER forgive her. A real friend would never do that. EVER. I hate her. I haven't spoke to her in over 2 years and she lives across the street from me and we go to the same school. Funny, huh? But I'm one evil bitch when it comes to keeping grudges.
Shortly after Darien broke up with me, I turned 16. He was already 17. Well anyways, Andrew had another New Year's party. Everyone goes to his parties. They're fun! If you didn't go you were pretty much a loser. So, yes, Dare was there too. I wasn't paying him any real attention, although I wanted to, because I wanted to act like it didn't bother me that we weren't together. But it did. A lot. So, when a slow song came on, no one wanted to really dance alone because the adults (who were inside drunk as hell) were nosy. I had gone outside for some punch and when I came back in, I saw Dare dancing in a circle type thing with Amy and Ann. They had their arms across each other's shoulders and were just rocking and swaying with the beat. Instantly, I saw a plan. I squeezed in between Amy and Ann so that Dare was right across from me. Sensing my plan (I wreaked of mischievousness), Amy and Ann snuck off, leaving just the two of us there. So we danced. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his hands on the small of my back. Hey, I felt sexy that night in my little black dress with jeans beneath it (although I took them off because it was HOT.). Why should this change that? Oh, it only made me feel sexier. I had been looking at the floor when I was dancing with him, so when I finally looked into his face, I couldn't stop. Our faces were so close that our noses were touching. The song was a sensual one, sexy almost. Our lips were a whisper away. For a moment there I wanted to just lose myself in him again. I began to desire him in a sexual way. He felt the heat too. Our chemistry is undeniable. My girl friends all told me after the fact that we looked "cute" together. DUH!!! We belonged together! Anyways, we didn't kiss though. I don't know when we stopped dancing because I was too caught up in the moment. For months after that I wanted to get back with him. Molly, my best friend, kept saying, "You've got to get over him." And I knew that. But I couldn't. Well, at least not until a year later. When I met Seiya.
OOOOOOOOOKK!!!!! There's Chapter 3! Please review! Oh, and when you do, let me know if you like the style of my story. It's kind of like a diary/conversation with YOU, the reader. Should I change it to an actual 'story' format? Let me know what you think please. I'd appreciate it. Thanks!!!
