Chapter Six

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"Holy shit. Really?" I asked. I now really wondered whether or not Tori should've been in my place for therapy instead.

"Yes, really. I was embarrassed, so very embarrassed," he said, his smile never leaving his face once. It grew from a smirk since we met up after our second class. His comfortableness around me also grew and just because of that, my heart ran a triathlon every time we hung out. "I'm kind of glad barely anyone I know from then aren't here. I'm glad it was near the end of school so I never saw them again."

I'm surprised I lived and stood my ground in confidence.

Thomas killed me. He so killed me. He was telling me a story about a time Tori tried helping him with a crush of his. She completely dragged him right as he was about to use to the bathroom. All day long and you desperately needed relief.

I died. I died inside a little every time his adorable laugh left his lips, when it got louder and the way he smiled and stammered while he told me his story. Even so, he voice cleared and straightened and his face darkened as he reverted back into a little smirk. It was evident through his tone of voice at the beginning when I decided we should tell embarrassing stories in time of homework that he didn't want to share a story like that.

He didn't even need to worry. It wasn't like the time when I was a freshman and streaked the halls butt naked with a crowd of gawking eyes and short, small giggles. I think some of the girls blushed and at least one guy fainted — I think. All I had to get were my extra clothes from the lockers but, you know, I had such shitty friends wo so happened to be Chris, Leone, and Levy who thought, what could we pull on dear old, Chance? On his birthday, too?

The teachers were coincidentally not stalking the halls for any loiterers. Coincidentally, in where they taped me.

Bastards... ha, ha.

"I still don't think that was as embarrassing as mines though."

"Eh... no, you're right. It wasn't!" He burst out laughing again and my heart picked up.

I was supposed to be helping him today, but I couldn't help but distract myself with his company. I don't know if it was pathetic that I felt this way around him in just a month, but I liked it so much. And I knew nothing would ever happen and I'd be fine with just being close to him like we were now. But closer like I, unfortunately, was with Chris and Levy.

Leone... I didn't know what was up with the guy. Maybe I read too much into the situation but he didn't seem too comfortable around me as of late. A little common pet peeve of mine. Wish I could get rid of it before he fucked me over one day again.

As for Thomas... if I could really describe, like I did Saturday, he honestly would be the perfect reflection of how I used to be as a teen. Especially the times I was around... around him. Back when he was a decent, human being and I seemed to be taking jabs every chance I got and didn't mind.

Vile, corrupted, what fucking ever. He was everything but a human to me.

Yet, as a teen, before everything happened, he was a decent, nice, loving human. Dating all the way back in my freshman year, the beginnings. He was a senior who people loved, who girls swooned over with mounts of cleavage of newly formed breasts, believe me, and he wasn't even popular in the sense of Hollywood High School Hierarchies. Kayla, at one point, showed a lot more when she realized she found a way to hide from her fears.

I wished she didn't do that, it was almost a breaking point of our relationship. But for him, being smart, witty and athletic was what got him the respect he deserved.

My nights made me fear remembering those good times with him. It made me fear sleeping every night and even though my sleeping patterns got better, still is, I feared falling back asleep. The fact I bothered Tori almost every night was the only way I slept. Glad I don't need her by side to sleep feeling cool and at ease.

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