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𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 10: 𝑃𝑒𝑒𝑘-𝐴-𝐵𝑜𝑜

𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙'𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑣
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Get you the moon-Kina, Snøw

-Memory-

"Bell, that's it! I'm done" he shouts. We are arguing over us. We haven't been talking recently, that's due to his job and hobby.

Don't get my wrong, I love what he is doing and I'm very proud of him but he been avoiding me and I don't know. We aren't a thing, but we have told each other we like each other.  It's just, I don't know. I'm angry.

"No! You can't ignore me and then get mad at me" I shout back. My eyes are filled with the brim with tears. I hate fighting in general, especially with him. He means the world to me, even though we are aren't a thing, I would do anything for him, I really would.

I see his eyes soften, he just looks at me. Once again, with his blue eyes. There memorizing, like a sky or an ocean, beautiful. He grabs both of my hands, not breaking eye contact and it says like that for awhile.

"I'm sorry bell, I really am. Please don't cry" he softly says. I don't move, I just stand there. I know he hates fighting as much as I do. We never fight.

"You know I have music coming out soon, I'm trying to get it out, I promise you after it is out, I'll take a month or so off so we can spend time together okay?" he explains. I just nod and he brings me into a hug, hugging me tight and close.

"You know I would do anything for you right, even if it was getting the moon?" he says, I laugh. It was sort of a sympathy laugh or the ones where your about to cry or crying laugh. It was nice, I'm glad we aren't fighting anymore.

-End of Memory-

There's another one, not surprised. This is the first one that was sort of bad? Fightings normal bit i've never had one where we,'or me? fought.

Well, I can add another thing to my list of this person, they like music. Music and Blue eyes. That's it, that's so helpful brain. It's strange, like i've said for the millionth time.

Maybe it a sign but what fucking sign, am I crazy? Maybe. I just want answers, I don't know. i'm more confused than ever.

I'm actually at "Jaden's spot", it the only the place I know that no one knows. I use to have a place but people found out and now drug sellers camp there, just my luck.

I needed a place to clear my head, it's a Saturday night, a week has passed. Caleb isn't back, thats fucking bastard went on a holiday without me. "He needed a break", fuck him. I take the bus to school everyday, my dad didn't stay longer either. They all left me alone on the week they knew I needed them the most. I can't even count on my family, how am I suppose to trust anyone now. They both pissed me off.

"Peek-A-Boo" I hear a male voice behind me. I quickly turn around making sure It wasn't some homeless man, no I was right, it was Freak Boy. The asshole who ignored me all week, last two actually.  I haven't had human interaction, yeah I lied about taking the bus. I haven't been to school all week. No one noticed I was gone though, not surprised one bit. I just hoped Char or heck even Jaden noticed. They didn't.

"What." I coldly say. His face drops from this playful mood to this worried off guard mood.

"Where have you been?" he ask. I didn't answer him. Char doesn't even remember this week. There's no way i'm telling freak boy. not in a million years.

"Okay then, may I join you?" he ask. I can tell he's being careful with me. He never cared so why does he now.

He doesn't say anything but he sits down next to me. Not saying a word which I was very thankful for.

I quiet for the next few minutes, which I was more than happy for. I needed time to thing, I needed to say goodbye.

"Want one" he mumbles. I look over to him and he has a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

I grab the pack from his hand, grabbing one and lighting it. I put it in my mouth. The burning sensation runs down my throat. Just like  it always has.

I smoke because it numbs my pain, makes me forget and just feel. I don't feel much. Not feelings but human feelings, like I'm actually a human. I'm hurt, the broken girl has many secrets, this one ruining me.

The next hour or so, we end up in dead silence. Smoking Jaden's pack of cigarettes and moving onto to mine. We really didn't care, I think we're both numb. What does Freak Boy have to hide? The perfect boy isn't so perfect, good to know.

"I think we should get you home" he says, the first he has said in an hour. I just shake my head no.

"Enjoying the view, enjoying this." I quietly mutter, he seems to understand me, and doesn't say a word.

A cool breeze blows in, nipping at my hands. I take the cigarettes that was in my mouth and I push it into the wood of the treehouse, killing it a way. Or that's what I think of it.

I then put my hands into my pockets for warmth, when I feel a piece a paper, I forgot I put in there. I know why I put it in there, it was for Jaden actually but I'll save it for another time, coming up.

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Apparently I fall asleep, because I wake up the next morning in my bed, with a worried Jaden sitting on my desk chair, in my room, wide awake, looking at me.

a/n: tehehehe:)