Disclaimer: I don't own HP and blah blah blah. You guys know the rest. I'm going to tell you guys now that I won't be updating in a couple of days due to school starting again.
School. Oh, the joy --;
Oh, never mind. I don't even want to think about him. He has caused me enough grief already. Now I have to get to my mum's house. There's no telling what I'll do if I'm on my own. As I see all the people walking pass, I can't help ,but feel a bit jealous. Why can't I be happy like them! I want to wake up for once and be able to say that today was going to be the greatest day of my life. It's only half pass noon and my like was going down hill. I couldn't sleep at my own house and when I do get the chance to go back, I decide that enough is enough. That it was time for me to move on with my life before I destroy his life. Though I doubt that I could do anymore to destroy his world.
I wasn't even aware that I was knocking on my mum's door until it swung open. My mum looked at me quiet puzzled ,but let me in none the less. Before she even closed the door, I was telling her everything. With tears falling from my eyes like a waterfall. All the pain that lived in my heart and soul came pouring out. I told her about the night so long ago up to what just happened. About how I've given up on love. That a person like me shouldn't even be allowed to feel such a thing.
Of course, like I predicted that she would, she slapped the shit out of me. This pain was well over due and I accepted it with open arms. My mum looked at me with disbelieve. She said that she doesn't know what to tell me. I tell her to tell me about how stupid I've been, how I should've been smarter, and that I didn't deserve to be loved. However, she just shook her head and called me an idiot. She said that I'll be a damn fool if I gave up on George's love. If she had been there to see his face as I left, she'll understand that his love for me was pretty much shot to hell.
She said that she understands that I never meant to hurt him ,but the fact still remains that I did. She did however tell me that she was proud that I told him right away. I laughed darkly at that. If I had kept my mouth shut then maybe all of this could have been avoided. My mum shook her head again and told me that if I did keep it to myself, I would be living a terrible lie. That I would be suffering more than I already was. I highly doubt that to be possible ,but I kept that thought to myself.
She said that George and I were playing a dangerous game of ping pong. She said that after years of hitting the ball back and forth, I got tired and let him go. I set him free and gave him a break from the game that we played. She told me that it was time for us to play a new game. I asked her what the hell was she talking about.
She just smiled and said that we needed to play the wonderful game of love. A game for two people and only those two people. I've played that game and look were it got me! I told her that I couldn't. I'm sick and tired of wondering how someone can hold all of your love and want you to show…tell them how much you love them.
Yet, at times , they show you no love in return. I paused and took a shaky breath. This game of love really does puzzles me. It really makes you thing. Like about how you spend all your life to make them understand that you care, but they seem unable to spare a minute. You think about them all day and at times they don't even remember your damn name!
You feel that you can't live without them…just to find out that there life hadn't changed since you stepped in. You smile at them and they just look at you with a frown. Love seems like a joke to them ,but logic to you. Then you finally realize that they are thinking the same thing. That all you just thought about is actually what they think about you. How can we criticizes the ones we love about these things when we do the same shit ,too.
Yeah, we don't know it ,but we surely do. George would go out and not call at all. Then he'll finally call or come home and I'll bitch to him about it. Then the next day I'll do the same thing and get pissed off we he bitches at me. If this is how the game of love works…then I think that I'll quit while I still can. I just can't do this anymore. I told her that I love George too much to allow this to go any farther. My mum told me that it can continue,but first thisGeorge/Angelina/Oliver triangle has to end and now.
Poohbear1990:Finally I updated. I hope you guys liked this chapter. I'm sorry if it seems a bit confusing ,but I wanted you guys to feel Angelina's confusion. I think that if I write it the way she's thinking it, then you guys can see how confused she really is. Anyways thanks for the reviews and I hope you guys can find it in your hearts to send me more.