♫31♫ Angry Is A Bit Of An Understatement

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Chapter Thirty-One

Angry Is A Bit Of An Understatement

 

Every step that brought him farther away from me, the more I felt my heart ache. I felt as if someone was cutting my heart into tiny little pieces. I felt nauseous.

I think I’m going to vomit.

I quickly ran towards the nearest bathroom and locked myself inside a stall. I hastily wiped away the tears that were spilling from my eyes and then stared into the toilet. Nothing came out of my mouth but my stomach still felt as if someone dropped an acid bomb inside.

I quickly went over to the sink and splashed some cold water on my face. I stared at myself in the mirror. My reflection looked back at me with sad, swollen eyes and my face was abnormally pale. My hair was stuck to my cheeks and they cascaded down my shoulders like waterfalls. I suddenly realized I was shaking. I quickly grabbed some paper towels from the paper towel dispenser and then wiped my face clean before heading back outside.

I don’t want to be here anymore.

I want to go home.

I think I bumped into someone on my way out, but I was too busy wiping my eyes to notice. I didn’t know where my feet were taking me, but I was just happy to have at least escaped the one and only place where all my troubles laid.

When my feet finally stopped walking, I found myself in some unknown park. There was a huge fountain with a cherub on it. Water was sprouting from the heart-tipped arrow it held from within its chubby hands and behind the cherub was the statue of two people, a male and a female, holding hands. They gazed longingly into each other’s faces and I felt my heart clench at the sight of it.

It reminded me terribly of Sterling.

I sat myself down on the edge of the fountain and placed my chin on my hands. I’m messed up—so, so messed up. I should go to a convent and convert myself to a nun. I don’t deserve to fall in love.

Suddenly, I felt someone take a seat beside me. I almost jumped out of my skin when I realized who it was.

Only Carson would be wearing bright red shoes.

I felt my heart skip a beat at his presence.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I thought you said you were going to stay away from me,” I snapped. I suddenly felt a surge of anger rush through me. Stupid, stupid Carson! Because of you, I just lost my boyfriend. Because of you, I’m now in an emotional mess.

I wish I never met you.

“I wanted to see if you were okay?”

“I’m perfectly fine!” I growled. “As you can see, I’ve stopped crying and I’ve stopped being sad and I’m…I’m okay!”

“For some reason, I don’t believe you.”

“Why don’t you go back to your girlfriend? I’m sure Jennifer’s looking for you.”

“Can you look up for a sec?”

I shook my head. “I don’t want to see that ugly face of yours.”

“Well aren’t you nice,” he replied, sounding offended.

I felt a small smile creep onto my lips, but I quickly pursed my lips and tried to push it back in.

How dare he make me smile.

“Where’s Sterling?” he asked.

“Not here—isn’t that pretty obvious?” I said, morosely.

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