Whenever I read a story, and it ends in a cliffhanger, I get mad at the author. While typing my own story, I have come to the conclusion that it is way better to leave a cliffhanger because your audience will then be left wanting more. So this is my way of apologizing for that, but I think you should know that I will continue to end my chapters on dramatic notes.
Having Alek attempt to comfort her was a much better ending that having Chloe cry her heart out. See my point? Cliffhangers=good.
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"What are you doing?" She asked, between sobs. He was shocked, he had expected her to be fine with his sudden sensitivity. But she wasn't. She felt violated. She felt as if he had absolutely no right to touch her, none the least to try and calm her down. But he was not about to let her know that she hurt him. He removed his hand from her back, placing it on his lap. He sat on her bed, looking at her, about to respond. "Can't you see I want to be alone?" She snapped. At least it wasn't his action that made her upset, it was his presence. That may have sounded worse, but she knew that she wouldn't have wanted to see anybody right now. Except maybe her mom. He got up and walked to the window, happy that she hadn't rejected his gesture. If she would have, he would have felt at least ten times worse. Before he climbed onto the roof, her turned to her.
"At least the human is out of your life." He said, climbing out the window. If he would have token a second longer, he would have been pelted with the pillows that flew across the room. Once out of ammo, Chloe laid back down. She started to cry again, which made him want to run back in there and insist on comforting her. She would have just yelled at him more, though. He sat on the roof, listening to her cry; for hours. Until Chloe finally cried herself to sleep.
He wanted to tell Chloe that he liked her. He needed to tell her. But he couldn't. Right now wasn't a good time, because she was heartbroken.
He finally admitted to himself that there was never going to be a good time, though. Unless, of course, Chloe liked him back. He hoped, and he prayed that she would. But Bastet has enough problems to deal with, why would she have enough time to give a small boy a girl. Especially when that girl was the Uniter. No. Bastet would never bless him that much. But he could hope.
When Chloe woke up, she felt good. She felt like she did every other day. She turned to get out of bed, when she noticed all the pillows on the floor. Then she remembered why they had been there. And she was gone. She started the waterworks all over again. She knew that this day would be coming; the day she would realize that she could never be with Brain. All along she had just hoped it wouldn't happen, and that she wouldn't have to feel the pain.
"Chloe, come eat! Your going to be late for school!" her worried mother called from the kitchen. She was worried about her daughter, it was Chloe's first real love and now she was heartbroken. Merideth was young once, shouldn't she know how to handle her daughter? No, there was nothing she could say to get her through this. Chloe had to handle this on her own.
When Chloe opened her bedroom door, the smell of a nice home cooked breakfast flooded her nostrils. This was something that wasn't too common in the King household. When Chloe smelt the deliciousness coming from the kitchen, she curiously wandered down. She knew her mom, and she knew her well. Her mom was cooking for a reason, something that was sure to be unusual.
Chloe eyed the food on a plate, at her usual spot at the table. Pancakes and bacon. She then turned to face her mom, who was still hard at work making breakfast.
"Breakfast?" Chloe said, surprisingly without tears.
"Yes, we need to talk." Her mom told her. Chloe started to eat.
"About?" She said through a mouthful of pancake.
"Well, how are you doing? I mean with the whole Br-"
"Don't say it. And I'm fine." She did not want to hear his name, knowing it would only cue the tears again. "Is that why you made all this?"
"Yes, honey." Her mom lied, and Chloe picked up on it.
"No its not." She said, her mom looking fumbled. "What's the real reason?"
"Well, I have to go work on this project in Wyoming next week. And your going to have to be home alone. I know that your grown up enough to be by yourself, I just can't help but worry, though."
"I'll be okay. I'll hang out with Amy and Jasmine." Her mom nodded, slightly pleased that her daughter wouldn't be entirely alone. "Wait. Is Frank going to be there?"
"Yes." Her mom said, quickly turning her attention to the stove.
"Be careful." Chloe said, mocking the usual saying that her mom had always told her.
"Chloe!" Her mom yelled, shocked.
"Sounded like good advise when you said it." Chloe said, putting her dish in the sink. She patted her mom on the shoulder, then leaving to go brush her teeth. She heard her mom head off to work, a short while later.
Once she was ready for the day, she went to check her computer. She was stopped by a boy sitting on her bed, his hand folded together. When she walked in she stopped. After a moment, and a long breathe, he turned to look at her.
"Chloe-" he started, but he was quickly cut off.
"Alek, I don't want to hear you snarky little comments about my 'human.' I don't want you to tease me. I don't want you to tell me that it is good that things are over between us. I don't want you to try and comfort me. I don't want you to tell me how much better off I am. I just want you to leave." She rambled on. He cocked his head looking at her, before getting to his feet.
"I'm not always a jerk, you know. I was just going to tell you that we have training tonight." He snapped, quickly leaving out the window.
"Wait, I'm sorry!" She yelled after him. But he was already gone. He was tired of her wasting her time crying about Brain. He knew all along that it would never work out between them, but no matter how many times he told her that, she never listened.
Yes, it was obvious, Alek was normally a jerk. Chloe had begun to expect it from him. So she saved herself from being hurt, and she prevented his unnecessary comments before he said them. She thought that she saved herself. But instead she hurt them both. Alek was just going to tell her about training, but she assumed the worst. She didn't blame herself too much, though, because it truly could have been a stupid comment. She new it was a reasonable thought. But she was still angry because she hurt him, which hurt her. She didn't know why it hurt her to watch him hurt, but it did. She figured that it had to do with the whole Uniter thing. She didn't stress out about the situation for much longer.
At school, Amy knew that something was up with her. Amy had guessed that it had to do with Alek, due to her newly acquired information, but she soon pried from Chloe her relationship with Brain.
"Well, I know that all along I've been supporting you, and I should have since I'm your best friend, but now I question myself. We both knew that it couldn't work out between you. Neither of us wanted to look at it though."
"Amy, where are you going with this?" Chloe asked her. She had been strong over her newly lost friend all day.
"Well, maybe you should try to focus on someone more realistic. Someone that you can actually be with. A Mai." Amy said, amused with herself.
"I'm sorta tired of the whole boy thing right now. I'm good."
Amy bit her tongue because she really badly wanted to tell Chloe that Alek liked her. She reminded herself that it was wrong, because it wasn't her business. Some part of her knew that she owed it to her best friend, but another part knew it would be better if Alek told Chloe himself.
"Oh." Was all she said.
After school, Chloe went to work. She thought that work would be a good distraction, but then she saw a certain hat. It was identical to the one Brain had bought a few weeks ago, when they first met. Chloe lost it, again. She started to cry and she spent her lunch break filling her sleeves with tears, in the back of the clothing store.
She was a train wreck. And she knew it.