how can i hate you?- Chris Sturniolo

17

'It's been a hell of a ride but you thought we were riding to heaven' - Hell Of A Ride 

I look up.

I start to feel tears escape from my eyes. 

The tears roll down to my cheeks.

I can't help but smile.

 "Lemme guess venti black coffee with a bagel." Chris smiles 

 "You know me so well." I frown 

 "Why are you here Chris?!" I say 

 "You said it yourself if and when we will see each other again we will talk about it." Chris quotes 

 "How about you go first then." I say settling

"Well it began with Astrid calling me sexy more then once. I was very uncomfortable because you would never do that. I was fed up the once you left to chill around the hotel I got another Instagram dm from Astrid saying something along the lines of 'if you don't come to the beach near your hotel I'm going to kill and hurt you girl friend. I didn't want you getting hurt because I love you too much. I was cautious but I went to go see her. I recognized her from Instagram photos. We talked and she was flirting. I told her that I have a girl friend and she said no body needs to know. I was hella confused until she started to kiss me. I fraught back. I was disgusted.  She lets go and whispers in my ear: if you don't kiss me I will hurt your girlfriend. I was scared at that point. She kissed me until it was late." Chris sniffles 

 "God." He runs his fingers though is hair 

 "Wait- wha?!" I shout 

 "Uh- I had no idea Chris..." I run my eyes  

 "It's my fault." He says 

 "Wha?- Hell no it's my fault not yours, you just wanted to keep me safe and I respect you." I smile  

 "Thank you." Chris blushes 

 "How and when did you arrive?" I question 

 "Over night. I booked three tickets and we ended up back in Boston to see if you were well and to talk to you about this shitty situation." Chris explains

 "I'm sorry Chris I can't be seeing or hanging out with you or your brothers." I confess 

 "What why?" He sounded pissed

 "I really just liked it when we hated each other." I put my hand down on the table 

 "I made you do some shitty decisions which I regret so Christopher Owen Sturniolo, I hate you." I shout 

 He stays there with his jaw on the floor. 

 "See you at school." I frown as I walk away  

It's for the best. 

I sigh 

I walk away

Open the door

A close the door 

I don't dare to look back

I know I made the decision

Because it is best for both of us 

To go our separate ways 

And to see each oth- 

 "Where the fuck do you think your going?" Chris ran to me in the pouring rain

 "Home, you should do the same." I  keep walking 

 "Pft hell no, if I have to fight, kill, steal for your attention I will do it."