The Healings of a Broken Heart

The Healings of a Broken Heart: 023

Odd's POV:

When I heard from Aelita that Saphire and her would be returning to Kadic two days early, I wondered why, but decided against asking. Saphire had been through such tough times over the whole break and she seemed so messed up over what happened between Stevie and her, that is just didn't feel right.

I felt so bad for her, for the both of them. They deserved to be happy and if they found love together while being related, then what the hell was wrong with that? It was better for someone to fall in love within family, then to be in love with an outsider that didn't give a shit about her.

When I first heard that Saphire was so in love with Stevie, it broke my heart a little. I had fallen for her faster than I had for anyone and knowing that she was so interested in someone else, it hurt a lot. But, when I saw how much Stevie loved Saphire back and the kind of predicament they were in made me feel better. I hoped for Saphire to get everything she wanted and always be happy with the guy she loved, but it didn't seem to happen that way.

Maybe those two weren't destined to be together, because there were too many obstacles that kept them apart and Stevie ended up dying to his love. At first, it all just sounded like something out of a movie, but if you were there in that house just like I was when it happened, you would see it was nothing like a movie. It was real life, those two really loved each other, but they didn't get the happy ending they deserved.

And that made me realize that maybe even I didn't deserve Saphire, nobody really did. She was my dream girl, yes, with a few extra flaws, but she wasn't to be mine.

With a dejected heart, I began packing, because I had decided to go with her and Aelita. It might end up being the last time her and I ever did anything together and I wanted to make it last. That six hour flight happened to be the perfect thing to do just that.

It was when I was almost done with all my packing, when Saphire came into my room.

"Hey." I greeted, not being able to resist raising an eyebrow.

"Get out, Andrew." She said instead, completely ignoring me.

"It's my house!" He argued back.

She glared at him. "Get. Out."

"Going!" Andrew practically ran out then and I had to stifle back a chuckle.

Saphire turned her attention to me then and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Look, I know you've spent a lot of time in this house with me and you've seen a lot of things you weren't supposed and I don't blame you for that," She began. "But, I swear to God, if you tell anyone and I mean it when I say this; if word gets out to that bitch or to anyone else at Kadic, I will not hesitate to kill you, got it?!" Saphire turned to leave, when she stopped at the last second. She walked closer towards me and stopped when she was directly right in front of me. "And one last thing," she leaned in closer. "We are not friends. We never were. And we never will be, so don't even start getting any ideas. The only reason I spent time with you was because I was forced to."

Saphire was at the point of where she was all up in my face as well as gripping the front of my shirt.

"Uh, I-I..." I couldn't help stuttering.

Being this close to Saphire actually crept me out more than it enlightened me. I was surprised though that I could actually make out a few of her features. I saw pale skin and a little corner of her pink lips. My eyes moved up and I noticed one bright blue eye. I gasped and our eyes locked. The one eye widened, but for some reason, Saphire didn't look away either. We stared into each other's eyes and I could feel my face warming up.