ROWAN •dobrik•

Chapter Twenty-Three

It's been one long ride, but I present to you the final chapter.

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"David! David, stop running! I'm in fucking heels and my feet hurt," I yelled as I ran after him down the hall. I had chased him to a random bedroom in the house, managing to corner him and shut the door behind me. I leaned against it, immediately tossing off my shoes with a pleasing sigh. I held them with one hand before putting my free hand on my hip.

The moonlight shone in through the window, and I almost didn't see David standing in a dark corner adjacent to the door. I looked over at him as I walked towards the center of the room. I glanced up at David, seeing his arms crossed over his chest as he waited for me speak. I stood up straight, leaning against the door again and crossing my own arms.

"Listen to me when I say I wanted to tell you, more than anyone else but-,"

"Was his what you hiding from me, from my birthday," David interrupted me without hesitation, causing me to sigh. I looked at him and gave him a sad half smile. He looked at me up and down before letting out a scoff in my direction that honestly made my heart break.

The look in his eyes showed nothing but pure hatred. I remember this look in his eyes, from those countless arguments and death stares. The teasing and the bullying. I could never get accustomed to it, but he had grown accustom to giving these looks to me.

It was like watching him slip into an old favorite pair of shoes, expect not as normal or pleasing.

"Because I knew this would happen if I told you," I walked towards him, trying to shake away the feeling he gave me. He only backed away and held his arms out towards me.

He didn't want me near him. He doesn't want anything to do with me.

"What the hell do you think I'm doing now, huh? So you have ANY idea about how much trouble you could get in, or how much trouble any of us could get in?"

"I know David and I'm sorry!"

"If you were so sorry you would have came clean and left after the countless of times I asked and prodded you," he yelled back. He was so loud it made me take a few steps back, holding my own hands in front of me.

"You didn't actually want to know! You were just angry and betrayed and less understanding about my privacy to the point you didn't deserve to know!" It felt as if all of my pent up anger and feelings towards him that I didn't show in front of him just resurfaced. It was anger I didn't know I still had.

I thought that with the kiss was a clean slate, just wiped clean. Was it really just another excuse to the root of the problem, our problem?

We both stayed quiet, staring and examining one another's body language. I was trying to find some type of sign, that there was some type of remorse. If there was, than maybe we can fix this. Maybe we can make this work, like how we always do.

But I didn't find anything in his eyes. They were nothing but stone cold.

"You're David and Rowan, you can't just hate each other..."

Gabbie's words rang through my head as I stared at David. At this point, I don't think there's anything I could say or do to fix this.

"Do you really feel that way...that you wish I told and left," I asked.

I mean yeah, I've always thought about this...leaving so they could just be better off. I never thought id see the day any of them would actually feel that way, especially David. No matter how much David and I have went through, he was still the last one I would expect to hear this from.