Big Beefy Guys and Scrawny Guys.

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Recap:

"Tyler!" Max yipped, happily. He reached out to hug me, but I pushed him away. This was going to be harder than I thought.

"Max, you need to go. Now."  I said, more harshly than I intended to.

"What're you talking about, Tyler? I came over for a visit and--"

I cut him short, not ready to hear all this. I need to do this quick and painless. I put on my straightest face I could handle right now, dusting the tears from coming from my eyes. "Max, go. Now. I've said it once, and I'm not saying it again. Go and please, don't return." And with that I had shut the door in his face. Locking it quickly, I then slowly continued to wobble away from the front door, but within half way to the stairs I busted into a full on sprint. Once I arrived to my room, I shut the door quickly, only to hear a car speed away. I somehow ended up leaning again my door framing, feeling that returning hot liquid rolling down my cheeks.

The next sound I heard over my own sobbing was my phone vibrating. I stood up, picking up my phone. I unlocked my phone with a shaky hand, and could only cry harder at what I read.

Dream Killer: Good girl, you chose well.

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Slosh, slosh, slosh.

That's all I heard from my gray boots that hit against this snow slush pavement. I hate snow, in all seriousness. I wouldn't have to deal with this sound, if I had my headphones. Which I had managed to lose.

If it weren't for that damned 'Dream Killer', I wouldn't be walking. I would be laughing, sitting next to Max in his warm car. But I wasn't about to risk both of our feelings later on, it just wasn't right. That sad part is that it would have been over time, too. Slow and torturous, hurting us, slowly dragging us down to our demise. I don't think either of us could handle that pain, because after so long, we'd be in so much pain that we would ruin the relationship we had built.

I didn't want that, I wouldn't want that. I wasn't going to let myself be selfish, let my selfish feelings get in the way of all of this. It wouldn't be fair. I don't want to drag him into a problem that I had created, somehow. I couldn't, that guilt would rip me apart in ways I didn't even want to think about.

I pushed my bangs back in frustration as I neared the school. I let out an exasperated sigh and walked up the stairs quicker than per usual. I was also later than usual, but that was because I couldn't sleep last night and nothing this morning was going right.

I pulled open the door and sped over to my locker, trying to avoid Hailey, Max, and overall the bell. I don't need a tardy to make my mom worry. She's been worried enough with my behavior this weekend as it is, I don't need her in my case deeper all because I was late. It was only in time before she started getting nosy.

I quickly pulled out my things from my locker and closed it. That followed by me scurrying off to my first class. Just as I sat down the bell rang. I wave of relief fell over me when I looked around and saw that both Hailey and Max were too preoccupied with their friends to even notice me. Maybe this could go better than I had expected.

But of course knowing Hailey, I shouldn't have expected that. I saw her waving me over, and just as I was about to give in, the teacher had walked in and I felt even better knowing that I wouldn't have to expalin this to her, and even better knowing that I was right next to the door.

Natuarally the first half of class was just as boring as the rest. No one wanted to be here to listen to the teacher droan on and on about things half of us probably wouldn't need in our futures. That's assuming the jist of them grow up to actually work in like McDonalds or something like that. The words spilling out of her mouth couldn't get anymore boring, but of course she literally had to talk in the most monotone voice ever.

I looked up over at the clock, seeing as to we only had one minute left and i had started getting ready. Slowly though, wouldn't want to get caught, because then I would have to stay behind and be last out. And Lord knows I really don't need that.

As soon as the bell rang I was out of that room and into the hallway running off to my next class to avoid either one of them.

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Okay, so avoiding the two of them was a lot harder than I had expected it to be. Whichever way I had went, one of them would be there. It was like they were purposely stalking me out! As I walked out of the building , I stopped and  looked down for one second to find my headphones, but as soon as I looked up I saw Hailey and Max just standing there. I felt my legs subconsciously turn themselves around, but there was already a big, beefy guy standing there, blocking my way.

I tried to walk to the left, but yet again there was a big, beefy guy. So when I tried right, I saw a scrawny guy. I charged that way, but sadly, this ‘scrawny’ had managed to stop me. “God damn it!” I yelled out, frustrated.

Hailey laughed while Max looked at me trying not to laugh. “You’re not getting anywhere, Ty.” Hailey had said. “Not until you explain to me and your, and mine now, why you’ve been avoiding us.”

I looked up at the two, feeling the hot tears burn my skin, already feeling it scorch its way down my face. Heat and cold obviously don’t mix.

“I-I can’t..”

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Author’s Note!

So I really hope you guys don’t hate me for taking like a four month break, but I had finals and stuff that I really haven’t had time to finish this chapter until now! But anyways here it is, and updates will be more frequent, especially since it’s summer!

So a lot to fill in here! So Tyler is really still hesitant about all of this, and I honest to god can’t wait to write the next chapter some time this week. Haha.

But sorry for the second cliff hanger, but it happens! ^^;;

But I’ll try and update on like Wednesday! It’s a promise! I actually think I’ll update every Wednesday! Wednesday or Thursday! So look forward to it! c:

- A. N. Clare.

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