After class ended Alex walks me to my next class, we talk on the way there. "In the note Jack said he abused you?" he asked, "Yeah, he tries to grab me many times". I look at him and he instantly looks upset. "I thought he was a good guy", he tells me, "He seemed harmless until he tried followed me home". When I say this I say this very casually. I was trying to make light of the situation, to keep him from getting worked up from this. This was the reason why I didn't want to tell him, he made it look worse than actually was. I was able to take care of myself, I didn't want him to be watching over me like I was some little kid. Just because I was short doesn't mean I couldn't take care of myself. "Doesn't he like you?" Alex asked me and my heart hurt a little. "Yeah, I guess so," I tell him trying to hide the hurt in my voice. "So why don't you go out with him?" he asks me. When he says that to me it hurt. A lot. I could hardly look at him when I said, "I don't like him, I like somebody else". He seemed to notice that I refuse to meet his glance. When we got to my classroom I quickly said goodbye and I entered. why does my heart hurt so much? The fact that he asked me 'why didn't I date another guy' made me upset. Maybe somewhere in my little heart, I thought that maybe the "curse" would not have affected him. maybe I thought that he could actually like me, but of course, he did not. I feel like I could cry one hundred tears and use them to create a little cloud in the sky and that cloud cries one hundred more to share. I didn't pay attention to the lesson the teacher was teaching, I didn't care. It didn't look at anyone else in my class, I didn't care. I sat there holding the tears in my eyes like I was collecting them from fruit trees that bear them. The hurt-filled me and all I could think was, why do I do this to myself? Why would I end up liking someone when I know they won't like me back? Then I felt comfort as if someone or something was calling me. I think it was the entities, the ones that were responsible for my "curse".
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The Love Story That Never Happened
RomanceThis is based on a true story. It's to remind everyone that love can be found anywhere, even in dire times. This book is for one of the many loves in my life, Nallely. She encouraged and inspired me to write this so I thank her for that. Also, thank...
