Chapter Eight
Nina's P.O.V
April 21, 2013 18 years young 17:30
Tomorrow K.T is leaving. I feel a little sad about it, I guess. I can tell she dislikes me, I'm not extremely fond of her either. But I feel I can rant to her. Like, she gets me. I know I can do this exact same thing with Patricia and probably leave happier, but I don't know. Something draws me to her.
Maybe it's the afro.
Amber and I haven't spoken in days. I hate her and she hates me. Fabian's been avoiding me. I guess it was stupid of me to believe that he was cheating on me with her. I guess I'm just extremely annoying and stupid.
It was Eddie's turn to cook. We needed to go on a food run, since we barely have any food left. He made toast. No jelly. No butter. We ate at seven.
"I'm gonna go on the food run. I'm taking Fabian with me." Amber said, breaking the silence.
"Go tomorrow. Remember that we need to send K.T with supplies tomorrow, that includes food." Eddie said. Amber nodded. Once I finished my toast I threw my plate in the sink. I'm really getting sick of this place…
For a long time, I've been pondering about leaving the group. Of course, I usually tried to brush the thought away because of my love for Fabian. I could never leave him here. I'd fall apart and he'd finally crack his hard shell…
But now? It feels like he doesn't want me anymore. And I'm sure I could probably survive without him.
I sighed and went to our room a half hour later.
"I have to tell you something." I said.
"What is it?" Fabian asked not looking away from his thick book. He was on the bed, sitting on his side of the bed, reading. It look like one of the Game of Thrones books.
"Look at me. This is important." I said, a little more snobby than I intended. He, with annoyance, lifted his head to me.
"What?" He snapped. You could never tell he was so bitter by looking at him. He's so attractive, it's hard to think he'd be so mean.
"Well first, drop the attitude. I don't like it, and it's not amusing anyone. Second, I was going to say I was wrong for thinking you were cheating on me. I haven't been very trusting lately. Would you care to know why? I don't care if you do I'm telling you anyway. It's because I'm thinking about leaving. Alone." I admitted. Fabian's eyes widened. He didn't say anything.
"Oh God, please say something. I've been practicing that in my head for days now." I pleaded. He was trying to find something to say, but he couldn't say anything. I felt throat getting tight.
"Please."
"Nina...why...why…why do you want to leave?" Fabian asked, his voice cracking and shaking. He sounded like he was going to have a mental breakdown.
"I can't take it here anymore. I want to discover new people, develop new skills." I said sitting down on the side of the bed with him. He cracked.
He got up.
"I can't take this. Do you know how much stress I have?! You're mad at me, Eddie's always up on my case, Victor's dying and wants me to let him out, K.T is probably planning on murdering me, Amber keeps depending on me to do everything with her, and now you want to leave?!" He screamed. I gulped. He shook his head and sighed.
"Maybe I have to leave." He said. Then he walked out the door, slamming it on his way out. I thought I heard him let out a cry.
His book fell to the floor, losing his page.