regret

chapter 24

Once I got to the chorus I was singing with my whole heart. I was feeling the song, nothing else but the lyrics were ringing in my ears. Just as I finished Ariana's part my eyes jolted open as I heard the most amazing voice sing straight after me. I looked to my side and saw Michael with his eyes closed. His hands on the piano playing along with me. Veins sticking out of his neck as he sang.

He was so lost in the music. It was like he wasn't even here anymore. He looked calm and vulnerable before my eyes. I have never seen him so at peace before.

When we came to the second chorus I sang along with him and our voices were blending in the most phenomenal and hypnotic way. I have never thought in my life that I would sing with someone and it sound so good.

When we were done singing the bell rang immediately. It kind of felt like we were in high school musical.

We both look at each other and Michael smiles at me.

Out of nowhere I hug him. Don't ask why because I don't know either.

He just hugs me back and rubs my back.

Our hug was cut short by our music teacher coming in and clearing his throat.

"Davis, Makhenzi, what have I said about respecting the music room. This is the second time now and I'm not giving you another warning." He says with a stern face.

My cheeks go red as I try to explain to him.

"No sir, that is not what's happening here. We were just..." I was cut short by Michael and Mr king laughing.

"I'm just joking with you Mandy I saw the whole thing." He says in between laughs.

I don't know what's wrong with guys playing these games. They act all serious and mad then they start laughing when you get scared. Is this like a new trend or something?

Michael and I were then dismissed and told to go to our next class before we get in trouble. We were walking side by side to our next class in an awkward silence. I couldn't stand it so I decided to ask him a question that was bugging me.

"Micheal can I ask you a question?" I started.

"Mh sure, ask away." He said casually putting his hands in his pockets.

"Uhm well, there was this one day I was in the music room at break time, I was just having lunch and started playing the piano but Mr king caught me." I explained. I was procrastinating getting to the point because I didn't know how he would react to what I'm about to ask.

He turned to look at me urging me to continue and ask the question.

"Well, that day Mr king mentioned you were there too. I mean I didn't see you but he said you were there." I hesitantly said. I wanted him to get that I was trying to ask him if he was there or not and he seemed to get it.

"So you wanna know if I was really there?" He asked brushing his hand through his hair.

I nod my head yes.

"Yes Mandy I was there. I heard someone singing and playing the piano so I checked it out and saw you there but left a few minutes later." He casually stated. I'm happy he was honest with me ,but that's was not the only thing I wanted to know.

"Mr king also mentioned you always being there. When I asked him why he said for the same reason I'm ways there." I said in a very small voice. I looked at him and his whole expression changed. His eyes became very dark and he started flexing his jaw muscle.
I could easily tell he was mad and at that moment I regretted even opening my mouth in the first place.

"How the fuck is that any of your damn business. Why are you even asking about me? Just mind your own business Mandy." He shouts in my face. I was so scared right now if my bladder had any pee it would be dripping down my skirt and legs.

"Geez you give a bitch attention for a few seconds and she's acting like your wife. Just leave me the fuck alone fatty Mandy!" He shouted at me.

I started crying. I wasn't even aware that I was crying. My face was frozen but tears were just falling down my cheeks.

I watched him give me one last look but his face wasn't filled with a look of anger, it was a look I couldn't decipher. Then he turned and walked away.

I wiped my tears away and walked into the opposite direction into the girls bathroom.
I couldn't go to class crying. Why did I have to be a nosey bitch. Why couldn't I just respect him and his private life.
This is why people hate me. I like meddling in people's business, I'm ugly, I'm fat, I'm poor and I hate myself. Why would anyone like me?

Why does Darius like me? What did I do right in the world to deserve him. He's perfect. We truly are beauty and the beast.
Maybe we will be like Bianca and Wesley in the Duff, but Bianca actually stood a chance with a cute guy. She was funny and smart and I thought she was very pretty and she was not at all fat. I think some people don't know what being fat is, or what it means.

Especially when the skinny girls of my school always complain about how fat they are and how much they have gained while still looking like a flipping swim suit model. It just makes me so mad and I wanna slap them.

I laugh at my violent weird thoughts.

As I was about to leave the bathroom I heard the door open violently and someone calling my name.