Unrequited love

Sixty four || Katie

Rubbing my eyes as I look up, I freeze when I see Colton. You've got to be fucking kidding me right now. Did I run out of wishing juice? Didn't I just wish to be unseen?

Staring at him for god knows how long, neither of us say anything. Awkwardly trying to brush past him, he holds his hand out to stop me.

Tripping over him, he catches me but I drop my bag. Uncomfortably moving from him, I bend down to pick up my things and but he helps. Seeing the things that I bought I'm grateful for him not commenting on it. I'm really not in the mood right now for any form of commentaries from anyone.

'Hey I'm really sorry.' He apologizes as he hands me my plastic bag in which I tie the handles so nothing falls out again.

'No it's fine. It didn't even hurt.'

'No I mean...like for everything I guess- we shouldn't have-,' he tries to apologise but this time I cut him off like I did last time he apologized for this exact thing.

'No. I pretty much started it so you shouldn't apologize. It's on me.' I decide to actually look up at him.

Pausing when he furrows his eyebrows, he crosses his arms wearily. 'Katie I-,'

I recognize that tone and I definitely recognize that look. 'Uh. It's fine. I should really go home anyways.' I try to leave the conversation as quickly as possible.

Moving past him he grabs my wrist this time so I turn back to him. We're staring at each other again and he's still looking at me like that.

Stop looking at me like that.

Stop looking at me like how you used to look at me when we where younger. When you still liked me.

'Colton I think we should stop talking for a little bit- just so we can cool down from this situation.'

Feeling his grip around my wrist loosen I feel so bad because I feel like it's my fault. If I just wasn't drunk I wouldn't have been so stupid. I wouldn't have made him feel so shitty right now when he hasn't done anything wrong.

'Yeah. That's probably a good idea-,' he turns away.

He's not looking at me anymore. I really don't know what to do right now.

'Well I'll go. If you need anything or anything happens then just text me.' He steps away without really looking at me.

Hesitantly walking away myself, I pull my hood down so I can undo my braid with my free hand since my other one is holding the bag.

I keep ruining everything.

***

Sitting on my bedroom floor I read the instructions on the plan b box before opening it. Taking two pills I drink them down with my water bottle before closing the box. It only said to take one but I took two for good measure.

Getting up off the ground I put the box in the pocket of my hoodie that stays on the hanger. This whole situation is so jarring to me. I don't think I'm pregnant at all but it just seems new. It's not like I'm even sexually active. I lost my virginity to a guy who only really wanted to use me and I did it again with someone else because we where wasted. How fun.

Going back to the ground I sit cross legged as I stare at the ground. I'm contemplating all the decisions I made to get me here and what I can do different next time. Midway through my self reflection my door opens which causes me to wince.

'Oh. I thought you where dead.' Damon stares at me.

That would be nice actually.

'Why.' I blink at him.