There are moments in everyone’s lives where we wished we had a universal control.
There were times where all we want is to Play the laughter, Pause the memories, Stop the pain and Rewind the happiness.
Finally, we’ve all wanted to go back in time and do things again – only, this time, we’d do it right.
For the past two hours, fifty-three minutes and eighteen seconds…I have been lying on my bedroom floor, making scenarios up in my head.
I had been imagining the fight between Reece and Tyler over and over again…and I couldn’t help but think…if I could go back in time - I wouldn’t have changed a single thing - I would have still stepped into their fight even if I knew Reece would be mad at me afterwards.
I just wanted to keep the peace. I just didn’t want to see anyone hurt.
I slowly sat up and hugged my pillow – holding the inanimate object close to my chest as I allowed myself to look out my window for the millionth time.
For the millionth time in almost two hours and fifty-four minutes, I could feel my heart aching.
Okay, I guess if I did have the chance to go back in time, I’d only change one thing – I wouldn’t have let Reece walk away…
“Then don’t speak to me ever again. From now on, you live your life and I’ll live mine, okay? Now – Would you kindly move aside, Princess?” His eyes burned within mine as he waited to see what I would do. I looked down at my shoes.
“You know that’s not what I want.” I whispered quietly, but it didn’t matter – the street was empty and the silence was becoming too loud to bear.
Although Reece’s anger was still there, his eyes softened, “Then what do you want, Chloe?”
“You.” With that, I buried my face into his chest, letting the tears that I’d kept at the thought of losing Reece finally unleash. His arms wrapped around me and his chin rested above my head. Everything was going to be okay.
Yes. If only I had a universal control…
A week had passed since the fight. People moved on with their lives and eventually found other things to gossip about. Everything had finally gone back to the way it was before. Well, almost everything.
Reece Carter had really stood his ground.
I guess he had really meant it when he said he didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore. I didn’t see Reece much around the schoolyard, and if I did happen to catch a glance, he’d always be talking to Valentino or one of the other boys.
I hadn’t talked to them over the past week either, it’s not like they were avoiding me or anything – they’d just give me sad smiles as they’d walk past.
Specialist Math was by far the worst – the only seats that were ever available were the ones on the fourth row.
Reece never noticed my presence – it was as if I was invisible.
He’d just do his work, casually lean back in his chair and live his own life – just like he said he would.
I guess what hurt most was the fact that just when I was sure I wanted Reece in my life – he had to walk out of it…and it was silently killing me.
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The Bad Boy, Cupid & MeTeen Fiction
Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the Good Girl always falls for the Bad Boy." Chloe Armel is a Good Girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get a...