Unexpectedly

Chapter Seven- Forget Protocol

A/N

Hey! It's me, Kierra. :D So, exams just finished and I'm really glad. :D I'm so sorry for the delayed update, but hey, at least it's up. :D

I hope you like this chapter. And though I said I'll try making it less sad than the last one, I somehow didn't do much of that. Maybe on the next chapter? Well, anyways, I'm actually out of ideas and this is what I came up for now.

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Chapter Seven- Forget Protocol

                Camden Sun always confused me. Always. Now, more than he ever did. First off, I didn’t expect that he would run for me and act so concerned all of a sudden. People don’t just change like that. No one could change overnight like that. It’s practically impossible, no matter how I think about it.

                And… I guess I was right.

                The moment I turned around to face him, I realized how stupid I was, thinking he might have changed or something. I mean, yeah, right.

                “What the hell is wrong with you?” he asked me, still gripping my forearm.

                You see, what I hate about this is the fact that tears were in my eyes. I never, ever, liked people seeing my tears. They basically shout Weakness to everyone who sees them. And the last person I want to see me this way is, unfortunately enough, staring at me right now.

                “Look at yourself now. How disgusting.” He made a face, but somehow, I knew there was something else in his eyes. “Your hair’s a mess, you have a runny nose, those tears make you look more miserable than you normally do. I mean, like you have to look any uglier.”

                Immediately wiping my tears away, I pulled my arm from his grip. “Why do you suddenly care? Leave me alone.” I turned to walk away again.

                After a while, when I thought he would just turn away and stop bothering me, he suddenly told me something.

                “That’s right. That’s just right. Walk away.”

                I came to a halt. Rather violently, I turned around. “Well, let’s see. I’m walking away? Really? What about you? Weren’t you the one who walked away all so suddenly when we became—” I stopped myself in mid-sentence. I shook my head. “Whatever.”

                He was silent, so I decided to finally leave him.

                I wasn’t so sure, but I think I might have heard him say those words.

                I didn’t.

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                “Uhh, Mom?”

                My Mom didn’t even bother to look up to see me. She didn’t even let me ask my question. She just answered, as if she knew that I would actually come to see her and ask her this question. She was always like this.