"Now now, all I'm saying is that after what that poor girl has been through, she deserves some time to herself. You have helped her heal but it's like you're dragging her into a complete new life. She needs time to adjust, to think."
"So you think I should just wait for her? Give her time to sort out her feelings?"
"No. I'm saying you should let her be. You are only going to hurt her in the future Ethan and you know it. Who knows where your poor academic knowledge will lead you? You're failing in high school, what will happen when you go to college? Sure, you can make a living by doing this art stuff that you do, but that's it. And also, I already told you my decision, I don't approve of her, she doesn't belong in our class, she doesn't fit in well with our familly."
"Wait a minute. You never said all that to me," confusion filled my words.
"Oh right. I said that to Marissa."
"Calm down, dear, the girl took it really well. It was just a warning for her, I was trying to be nice. So, Ethan, will you really just lead her on without knowing that you are the person who can give her the best life possible? Or will you stop being selfish for once in your life and think about how you need to detach yourself from her?"
Her questions hung in the air.
She was right... or at least partly. I wasn't going to forget Marissa forever, but for now, maybe that was the best choice. I had to give her time, I couldn't just drag her out of her depression then hold her close to myself forever. She needed space. Time to find herself after finally recovering from the tragedy, she needed time. I was going to give it to her.
She had to get over me, so we could just be friends. Temporarily. Once she knows who she is and what she wants from life, I'll tell her that everything I did was just to give her space and we could start over fresh. Yes yes yes!
My mother coughed loudly, "So, what are going to do?"
"I'll break it off with her."
She got up and left, I didn't miss the satisfied smile on her face. But I didn't care anymore, I was going to do all this for Marissa. She needed time to get back in touch with old friends, relatives and what not. She needed to adjust. She needs to go back to school and see what she's interested in, so she knows what she'll do in college. I smiled to myself, I just had to put up with this 'I-only-want-to-be-friends' act for a month or however long it takes. Then I would confess why I did everything in the first place.
I knew she would think I'm going to break up (we were never really together so I guess that's not the right word) with her because she didn't tell me she loved me, but I was going to prove to her that I had other reasons.
My brain was working, I already had a plan mapped up.
I took out my phone and called Brianna. She would be willing to help two of her friends, right?
"What happened? I'm still at the party, why did you guys leave early?" She yelled over the noise.
"I'll explain later. Hey, I need a favour, can you come over tomorrow morning?"
"Yeah sure, but is everything ok?"
"Not really." I replied shortly.
"Ok Ethan I can't wait until tomorrow morning, just tell me now! Oh my god, is Marissa ok?!"
"Yes yes, she's fine, we just had a rough night. Long story short I told her I loved her and she couldn't say it back. After thinking over it I realise that I need to break it up with her and give her some space to.. you know, find herself again after everything that happened."
"Oh... wow." There was silence on the other end as she took it in then said, "Are you sure about this? And you do realise that she won't give up on you that easily right?"
"Well, that's where you come in."
"I have a bad feeling about this."
"Brianna, I need you to.. uhh, I don't even know how to say this but I think Marissa would get the message if.. um.. and I'm only saying this because it's the only way to make it look real.. and I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable but I just didn't know who else to turn to. You're like one of my bestfriends and with us being so close and stuff you're the only girl Marissa would feel insecure around me because of. So.. what I'm trying to ask is-"
"Oh stop babbling and just tell me what you need me to do!"
"Ok. I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend." She didn't say anything. "Please? For me and Marissa?"
She siged, "Fine, I'm in."
No turning back now. Let the craziness begin.
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Living AgainTeen Fiction
Marissa Miller survived the tragic accident that killed her family and dog. Since that fateful day, things have been so different. She has lost contact with her friends and has moved to a boarding school, sent to by her aunt, her new guardian. Maris...