Angelica is that shy, quiet girl that no one talks to and no one really likes, she hasn't had a friend in a long time ever since _______ and her grew apart. So imagine her dismay when they are paired together in class for a semester long project, _______ is now the resident widly popular bad boy at Jamison High and she knows he still hasn't forgiven her for abadoning him, for leaving him even though he never understood why she pushed him away. He never would because that was secret Angelica had kept for a long time. It was like that saying, if you love something set it free and she did. she had loved him more than she should have, she had fallen in love with him and she had almost told him when she found out. Angelica was dying of a rare blood disease that no-one could cure. she needed an exact blood match but none had been found so she had been given 4 years to live unless a donor was found, so when she had needed him most she had pulled away scared of hurting him, scared he would be disgusted with her for being weak. But now it has been 3 years since then and Angelica is dying physically but she feel slike her heart is already dead, she doesnt feel anything anymore except guilt for what she did to _____ , and he has had enough, he wants to know after 3 years why she had done this, but will angelica be able to tell him? or will she just try to push him away again?
Hailey just started sobbing she didn’t know what to say or what to do in the end had expected this but it didn’t mean it hurt he any less, not at all she felt like someone had punched through her chest.
Wrapping her arms around her legs she just kept sobbing what he said kept running through her head. ~there was a time you could tell me anything~ it broke her heart that he thought she thought low of him to was just the opposite. She thought the world of him, and she hadn’t wanted to hurt him.
I "AGGGH!!" she shrieked too upset to do anything else as she sat there crying not knowing how to process what she was feeling it was just so unknown to her, how can i still fucking love him!? She asked herself, Standing she turned and punched the tree over and over with her injured hand not knowing what else to do, welcoming the pain that at least distracted her from the pain in her chest at least fractionally.
"but i don’t think low of him how was i supposed to tell him i was and am dying!?" she cried at the tree still hitting it hoping for the life of her the answer would fall out of the sky. god how was i supposed to, oh please how was i supposed to? She asked herself still sobbing she knew she was a wreck but just now... she didn’t care anymore.
It was not a good thing to disturb a gang leader, not good at all. The moment she grabbed his arm his hand had flown to his knife, the metal flashing in the sunlight before he remembered where he was as his brow furrowed in frustration.
She kept apologizing. It didn't help one bit. Things he did not know? Since when did they ever kept secrets from each other in the past...when they were still friends? That hurt the most at that moment, like a stab to the heart.
"There was a time you could tell me anything." He spoke, no emotion as he turned his back to her. "I didn't think you thought so low of me that you could not understand that."
He needed to get away from her, how she looked so sad. He could depend on Logan perhaps, to fix him up with something strong. Maybe he would just skip school again too, for the heck of it.
It was then he noticed his knife in his hand, scowling as he placed it in its sheath once more, putting distance between himself and his former friend.
Hailey waited a minute then looked up and actually reeled back a little at the pain in his eyes at her question and she didnt understand but she knew it broke her heart seeing his face knowimg she was the cause.
Before she had a chance to open her mouth he had made an excuse and was.leaving for a split second she sat tje before she launched to her feet and ran forward grabbing his arm gently turning to stand in front of him.
She opened her mouth then shut it and closing her eyss for a second she gripped her hair in fustration.n why is it everyrime i turn around im hurting him finally she summoned up her courage and looked into his eyes.
J"Damint Aaron!" She exclaimed not knowing what to say.u "I'm sorry ok? I wish it could have been any other way but... theres just things you dont know ok? I never wanted to leave but i had to so im sorry damnit, and god be damned if im sorry if asking what ive thought for three years is true hurt you again"
Pausing she.slowly took her hands of her hair and backed away from him sliding down a tree putting het head o. Her knees having said all shr wanted now everything could end with her knwoing peace right?
I "Im sorry she said misereably not knowing anything else to say
She thought he hated her.
It was the worst feeling that wrenched at his gut as she spoke that question. How could she even think that? How...the girl that once held his heart in both her hands, who still did without knowing so. It was as if she were throwing it against the ground so many times, shattering it and not even noticing how he hurt, how much pain broke through his mask of indifference.
He wanted to act out, to punch something...someone. He needed a way to just run away and get his frustration out away from others. Frustration...yes her very words frustrated him, how she seemed to play a game. How she had just left him standing there that day she shattered his heart the first time, before he turned to his gang to mend it, to the point he turned to drinking as a way to forget. His parents would probably cry if they knew what things their son did, the thing being...he wouldn't care. Not one bit.
"I got to go." He mumbled, almost too rushed as he brushed past her, he didn't speak of meeting the gang as he would say with a sneer if anyone else were around, her presence...almost made him feel guilty at times such as this.
He had to avoid her again.
Hailey looked at him ins urprise as he grabbed her wrist and then hr eyebrows scrunched together as she tried to figure out why he had asked what was wrong, didn't he hate her? she fully expected him to, and she kinda hoped he did to because if he didn't that would jsut make all of this so much worse, it really really would not help a thing at all,
sighing she asnwered him her voice sounding weary, "I cut it when i fell trying to leave so i didn't disturb you, thats why i was in the grass." she explained smiling at her own expense, she really was clutzy sometimes but then she remembered where she was as she waited for him to answer her question.
and when he didn't she kept her head down and just sat there not knowing what to say to him, not knowing what to say at all she guessed he probably wanted to ask her aobut what she had done, he just couldn't bring himself to stoop that low as to ask her.
taking a chance though she looked up at him and blinked in little bit of surprise as she studied his face. he didnt look like he was scared and hse didn't understand waht that meant why was he still here?, finally she jsut said the first thing that popped into her brain. taking a deep breath she leaned back against a tree and put her head down as she spoke again,
"Well we might as well get this out of the way I bet you hate my guts now don't you?" she asked him suddenly finding the ground very interesting.
I just want this to be over with, she whined inside of her head, let it be over and i'll die in peace.
EDITED SOWWY! <3
He sighed as she spoke, scowling as he turned away, a hand pressed to his forehead. Why did she have to turn up? Of all people...it didn't help a thing. She clearly had let him know three years ago that she didn't care for him, she probably hated him by tone in her voice, by the way she avoided him at all costs.
Did she hate what he had become? Possibly, maybe that was why she had left him the way she had. He never was Mr. Goody-two-shoes, he would have became this no matter what path he had taken...it was his nature. He couldn't help it.
Why the hell did he care what she thought of him? Hadn't he got past that long ago? It seemed not. He still cared, he still looked to the girl for approval the way the young boy had to the little girl after he defeated her bullies. Looking for her kind eyes that always held compassion for him no matter what stupid thing he did.
He noticed her bandaging her wrist. He frowned as he took it, forcefully (though his fingers were gentle despite such) he finished the job, not looking up at her as he pushed her hand away once more. "How did you get hurt?" He growled under his breath, the shed of compassion he still had for her escaping him even through his struggles.
He didn't reply to her question, he wasn't going to yell, but maybe he would leave. He had a job to do in the first place, he had better thing to do than stick around the girl that hated him. He no longer looked to her for approval, he didn't need approval for his actions...
At least that was what he told himself.
Sitting with her head down she ehard him trying to find her so she wasn't surprised when she heard his voice. and his demand as to what she was doing here. sighing she kept her head down not wanting to anger him, she knew that tone of voice. it was one where you had 5 seconds to asnwer correctly or he would lose it.
"I just came to sit, I didn't realize you were here or I wouldn't have bothered you." she answered quietly twinning the badange tighter around her hand as she spoke trying to ignore his presence, he shouldn't BE HERE!! she thought miserably as she waited for him to leave she sat there thinking this voer in her head.
it surved her right thinking she would be able to escape his wrath, well she hadnt tohught so at all but hse had hoped she had hoped she would never had to face him again because facing someone you love hwo hates you.. is a whole new kind of torture she hadn't wanted for her or him for that matter even though she didnt hate him he probably thought she did. the only reason he was angry was because she had been a cowrd and she knew it.. she just didnt want to face the ugly truth.
Buck up girl your being stupid jsut get it over with! her sub-consious was really being an annoying bitch today but it had a point she needed to jsut say something. finally taking a depe breath she looked up at him and into his eyes. "Is this the part where you yell at me for being a bitch and hurting to you? or are you going to let me leave without hurting us both further?" she asked him quietly. and anyone looking at her could tell, she absolutley meant it she wasnt going to beat aournd the bush she just wanted this encounter done with
He growled as he jumped to his feet, knife flashing to his hand in a matter of seconds as his eyes flashed across the grass. "Hawk...I told you I don't like to be followed!" If it was one of the members of the gang...there would be some serious ass kicking going on when he got back. It was not ok, he wanted to be alone...not stalked. Not out here in his place of peace.
"Dammit," He cursed under his breath as he flipped the blade in his hand, moving through the grass eyes narrowed in a glare. "Show yourself..." He mumbled under his breath, more angry by the second as he continued with no luck.
It was then he found the one that had followed him...or at least had made the noise, he snorted as he looked down at the girl that lay in the grass, at Hailey Dasher...the girl he had thought he loved.
Well damn to hell love.
"What are you doing here." It wasn't a question more than a demand as his knuckles became white around the hilt of the blade, he was not yelling but his tone was hostile.
Just as Hailey was aobut to sit down and take otus ome homework she froze as she noticed who lay beside the pond. crap crap crap CRAP!! her mind screamed at her as she sat there frozen looking at his still form. Aron. oh no this is not good, run! her sub-concious shrieked at her, for once she agreed with it and she turned to flee but then a huge bang was heard aorund the pond.
well doesn't this just suck? she asked herself lying face frist in the long grass. only i would do something this stupid at such a bad time she scolded herself and she went to stand but then she looked down at herself hand and half shrieked. she was bleeding. oh no not another trip t emerj!! she thought wrapping her hand up tightly hoping the bleeding would stop her mom was going to freak when she saw she had cut herself again, that was not her biggest worry at the moment tohugh however, because since she had had to stop and wrap her hand she knew Aron was going to realize who was lying in the long grass eventually.
sighing she just sat there her head down trying to hide her face hoping he hadn't seen her, desperatly hoping he wouldn't come and yell at her, she just was not in the mood today. why now, why today why this close to it all being over with?? she asked herself slowly losing it, this wasn't suppose dot happen and it was scaring the shit out of her because she knew the minute he saw her he would start yelling
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