The Beginner's Collection

Adam and Evelyn (1)

"Carly! I'm going out for a bike ride! I'll be back in half an hour!" I yelled upstairs to my twin.

"Whatever!" was her ever polite response. I shook my head and made my way out front where my bike was lying. I walked it to the bottom of the driveway before hopping on and zooming away.

The wind was blowing past me as I rode, cooling down my increasingly hot skin. I rode around the entire neighborhood about three or four times, all the while thinking about Adam. How did I deserve such an amazing guy like him? He definitely had a tough exterior but he was such a sweetheart underneath. I couldn't believe when he asked me out, and why he's still with me, I'll never know.

When the bike whizzed onto the driveway, I was taken aback by the familiar truck parked at my house. I mean, spontaneity was great, but it was past 8:30! What was Adam doing here? I pulled my bike up to the front of the driveway, glancing at his truck as I was about to go inside. I froze in my tracks when I saw him.

Adam was sitting in his truck, but he had his hands covering his eyes and his shoulders were shaking.

Dear God please let this not be what I think it is, I thought. I moved towards his side of the car and I tapped on the window. His head lifted and I saw the tears pouring out of his eyes. Adam never cried, never even teared up! What had made him so upset? His eyes narrowed when he saw me and I pulled open his door.

"Oh God, Adam. What's wrong?" I asked him, leaning forward to hug him. He retracted from me so fast it was like I had burned him. His reaction hurt a little and I looked up to see him glaring at me.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he shouted at me, taking me by surprise.

"What? What are you talking about?" I ask.

"One second you're screaming at me through the door telling me you hate me and you're breaking up with me and you never wanna see me again! Then you're out here trying to comfort me like you didn't just destroy me!" he yelled. My mouth dropped wide open and I stared at him. I may be mistaken but I do not remember telling him those things, or interacting with him before now for that matter.

"I never... I didn't say that!" I fumble for words.

"I don't know what game you're playing here but it's not going to work. I've had enough of your lies!" I feel tears prick the corners of my eyes.

"Adam, I was just out for a bike ride, when I came back I saw you here and-" he cut me off with a loud growl, slamming his hands on the steering wheel.

"Shut up!" he screamed, "Just shut up! And stay the hell away from me while you're at it."

He used his hands to push me out of his car, and proceeded to slam his door shut. Tears started falling down my face as I banged on his window, praying to God he would stop. He started backing out of the driveway and I had to move otherwise he would run me over. I hopped backwards and stood helplessly as he pulled into the street. With one last look filled with disgust and hatred, he sped off down the street, until he was out of my sight.

I fell to my knees on the driveway and started crying hysterically. What was he talking about? I never told him those things! Why would I want to end things between us? I felt a lot of things for Adam but hate was not one of them.

After crying consecutively for about ten minutes, or maybe ten hours, I wasn't sure, I stumbled back into my house. My cries started echoing around the house as I struggled to get into my room. Just as I crumpled onto my bed, I heard running feet coming towards my room.

"Evelyn, what's wrong?" my sister cried as she burst through the door. She marched to my bed and took me in her arms, letting me cry onto her shoulder.