Chapter 31

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Why does everything have to be so complicated? Life would be so easy if the answer was just given to you. But I guess that's the whole beauty of life. If the answers were just magically given to us, we won't be able to learn lessons. We also won't know how to solve things on our own to evolve.

I just hope Daniel is learning from this experience. For the last couple of days he's been trying to come up and talk to me. But every time I see him, I'd run the other way out fear. It's stupid and coward of me to do so but I can't help it.

As I'm rummaging through my developed photos, my heart starts rapidly beating and my breath gets caught in the back of my throat. It's the photo of when Daniel, Maya, and I went to the zoo a while back and when Daniel and I took a picture in front of the sign. A stray tear rolls down my cheek as the memories from that day come flooding back all at once.

A soft knock sounds on the other side of my room door and before letting whoever was outside in, I quickly wiped at my eyes and put the pictures away.

As the door slowly opened, my eyes widened at who was standing in the doorway. It was Daniel. And he was holding a bouquet of roses.

As he took a step closer, I took one back.  There was no way I was going to let him get to me again.  At a time like this, it would be great to have the power of teleportation so I could teleport myself anywhere but here with him. I've never really understood as to what I did to make him do what he did.  It keeps me up late every night. And no matter how hard I think, nothing seems to come up right.

After a moments of silence, he speaks up.

"Please...I'm sorry...I mean it this time" his voice low and serious.

I don't answer. I don't want him here! In my room! I don't ever want to see him anywhere near me again. I continue to look at him with an unreadable expression.  I don't trust anything he says anymore...or what anyone says for that matter. 

I flicker my eyes at something behind him and then back at him.  He just continues to stare at me pleadingly.

I finally decide to speak up..."Go away.  I don't want to hear it".

He perks up a little at the sound of my voice.

"Look...I know I messed up an-" he starts.

Oh...he did not just pull the 'I messed up' card. I feel my blood start to boil...all my feelings I've held inside wanting to let loose...

"MESSED UP?! MESSED UP?!" I scream. "You did way more than just mess up!" I say flailing my arms around.  He looks down, deflated and takes a deep breath nodding his head a little.

I honestly can't remember the reason why I was ever best friends with him.  He wasn't the kind of friend he portrayed himself to be. Which was trusting, caring, and anything else a good friend should be.

I always thought best friends trusted each other no matter what the circumstances. But with the position I'm in right now, made me believe other wise. I guess now these days, you actually need proof to what you say no matter how important you think it is or how much you think it will affect someone. The next time I find out something that was supposed to be a secret, I'm going to keep it that way so I don't end up in a mess like I am right now.

He looks back up, and locks his gaze onto mine taking another step forward.  My body tenses and my heart starts beating at what feels like faster than the speed of light.

"I know... I messed up...really bad. But please...please, just give me five" he holds up five fingers "minutes to explain." His voice calm.

I look away as tears start to swell up in my eyes, the feeling becoming way too familiar making me terrified as to what will happen next.  He's said those exact words before but it only resulted in me getting more hurt. I can't tell if he's actually telling the truth or if this is another one of his tricks he still has up his sleeve. 

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