REGRETS
A/N: Melms asked me for publishing this story first, so I'm following her feelings. I hope you like. It's from Shelby's POV…and she's not really nice (lol, it's funny to write at least…)
I don't own anyone except Mark, Heather, Bill, Tina and Gary, the neighbour.
Shelby's apartment, Two Years Later
When I woke up this morning I would have never thought this would have happened to me. Mark had proposed to me! I just couldn't believe it! I still can't. I'm twenty years old, and I have all the things I have dreamed of…almost all the things. I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if I had accepted to move in with Scott. That's why I didn't accept Mark's proposal. I'm ready to forget Scott. Mark is a nice guy, funny too. But we're what? Only going out for a few months, it's too early. Even in two years, I think I would say that. What is happening to me? Why can't I just forget my feelings for him? I'm interrupted in my thoughts by a door slamming. It's Heather, one of my roommates. What happened again to her? It's what, like the fourth time in two weeks she comes back from her boyfriend's house mad. I have to check on her. Usually, I don't do this, Daisy's here to take care of everything. Why am I still a mess?
"Hey Heather, what happened again?" I ask nonchalantly sitting in front of her, not really caring. She looks up at me shrugging.
"Why do you ask? It's not like you really care!" She snaps harshly at me. I can't believe it! I'm here trying to help and that's all she finds to say.
"Okay, take it like this; I was just trying to help here!" I say surrendering. She is the worst roommate I ever had. Juliet was even better. I kinda miss her now…
"Sorry." She sighs softly. This is actually the first time I hear her apologize.
"It's okay." My voice softens. How did I do that? "So, uh, you want to talk about it?" I really am not up to those girls talk but I feel like she needs it.
"No thanks, I'll be good." She shakes her head 'no'! Bingo!
"Okay, well I have to go see Scott, he's still sick." I say quickly. I have to escape before she changes her opinion. I can't help but smile. I'm too good for my friends!
"Hey Shelby!" I turn around and see my old stupid bastard neighbour smiling down at me. Why can't we have handsome ones living next to us?
"Yeah?" I say disgusted. I could have made an effort but it's not my day.
"Uh, could you shut the electricity off tomorrow morning? I have some work to do in my apartment and I don't want to take any risks!" Why does he keep yelling after me whereas I'm only 5 meters down! I'm going to finish dull if he doesn't stop!
"Sure, no problem." I say quickly going down the stairs not even bothering saying goodbye.
If only I had a car! Scott lives the other side of the city. Results, I have to take the bus and I hate it. I hate being with people I don't even know, I hate being touch by people trying to find some place beside me, even when there aren't. And I hate particularly Bill, the usual driver. He's completely crazy and dangerous when it comes to drive. I don't even know how he did to get a licence. Anyway, it's not like I have a choice. I give him a fake smile and sat at the end of the bus. They say that's the place where you take the least risks. Around twenty five minutes and I'm in front of Scott's apartment buildings. I hope Tina, his little girlfriend isn't here. I don't like her attitude, all above with me. It's like I'm a piece of shit. I don't even know what I did to her…well, maybe she heard me talking to Scott about her after the first time we met. I remember being a little mean about her, okay I admit. But hey, I have the right to be jealous. Just knowing he touches her makes me wanna puke. I mean, it could be me at her place. Better, it should be me.