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Chapter 27 (v.1) - I Want It All To End

Submitted: September 21, 2014

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Submitted: September 21, 2014




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Chapter 26- I Want It All To End


Pure agony, that’s what I’ve been experiencing for the past two months. I don’t know what else to do. I tried to move on but I simply can’t. It’s not exactly easy to move on from the guy who made your heart skip a beat. The guy who is the only constant thing in your life. How can you forget something like that?

I have a boyfriend right now, yes, it may seem a little bitchy but the guy insisted. He was persistent so I agreed but he knows I’m not ready to do anything else with him. He knows I’m still moving on and he’s been very patient. He knows I’m using him as a rebound, I cleared that out when we started dating but he still agreed.

I know you’re dying to know who’s my new boyfriend, its none other than the ever humble, Brad Wilson. His brother. Ethan’s cousin. My childhood bestfriend. My knight in shining armor. My childhood crush. Why didn’t I just date him in the first place to prevent any complications, wait! I did but he ditched me.

Alison knows me enough not to open any kind of topic that involved him. I’ve been at their house more than I can count, it’s become my second home. I can’t go home without thinking of him, everything in my house reminds me of him. He spent half of his life in our house so every single thing I do makes me cry.

My mother had been understanding, I told her everything that happened from the party to what happened after. She’s been quiet about it. No sarcastic remarks. She wants me to go out and have fun, not stay in my room and cry myself to sleep. My father is another story, he threatened to castrate him but I reasoned with him. Safe to say, he is not welcome in our house.

Christmas is coming soon and I just don’t have the holiday spirit. Halloween passed by in a blur. I was dragged to the party of the year and I left when I saw him and Shayne together. She was beginning to show and everyone adored it. Everyone at school knows he impregnated her eventhough there is no definite proof of it.

Brad has been accepted by my parents and his parents. As for him, he destroyed everything in his path the moment found out about Brad and I. And when I mean destroy, I mean literally destroy. The Wilson’s needed to replace most of their furniture and appliances.

Ethan, he’s still the same. He still talks to me but not like before and his sarcastic remarks were no more. He dropped the bet and I’m too sad to even consider collecting the reward. He constantly lets me know that he will always be there for me. He constantly reminds me of the girl I used to be, the happy girl. The girl who isn’t afraid of the Wilson brothers.

How did it all blow out of proportion? How did this all start? As for school, I’m acing everything, I wanted to do something that does not involve him. I wanted to show him that I can manage fine on my own. People chose to give me death glares from time to time. Do you remember the great divide? It’s become worse, I am no longer on his side. Shayne replaced me in every department when it comes to him. I am now on Brad’s side, without the occasional glancing to their side.

I chose to go the other way when I know he will come my way. I chose to eat inedible food just so I can prevent us bumping into each other in the cafeteria. I chose to miss all the school events so I can avoid having eye contact with him. I chose to ignore him in every way possible.

This day is not in my favor as I bumped into him in the hallway. His eyes widened when he realized I was on the floor. He held out a hand but I slapped it away. I stood up and started to walk away when he gripped my arm and dragged us to an empty classroom.

“Melanie, please talk to me.” He pleaded the moment he locked the door. I tried to open it but he wouldn’t let me get close enough to the door.

I chose to ignore him and I looked away. “Melanie, please. It is killing me that I can’t talk to you.” He held my chin but I brushed it away and averted his gaze.

“What do you want me to do? It’s happened, we can’t change the past.” I slumped in an empty chair and he sat beside me. Tears were running down my face and I’m angry with myself. Why am I crying?

“Let me go.” I managed to croak out those three words and I can feel my heart shatter into a million pieces as I say those three words.

I sneaked a glance at him and he has tears running down his face. I made him cry. The great Heath Wilson cried. I mentally slapped myself for thinking about his name. “Do you really want me to?”

Instead of answering, I nodded vigorously.

“Melanie, look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want me.” He was cupping my cheek, the small contact sent tingles down my spine.

I turned to him and started. “I...” Tears were running down my face. “Don’t...” He looked torn, like a part of him shattered in a million pieces and I can’t help but whimper. “Want...” Before I could say the last word, he shouted.

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! You can’t do this!” He was shaking his head and I held it with both my hands to get him to stop.

I looked him in the eye and said that last word but it came out as a whisper. “You.” I let go of his face and he started to destroy the chairs, the tables. Everything in the room.

“Stop! Stop! Stop!” I was begging him to stop destroying everything in the room or we’ll both get suspended.

“Say my name!” When I didn’t respond, he started to throw things around once again.

“Heath! Stop! Please!” I begged him, I didn’t want him to get in anymore trouble than he already is.

“You said my name.” He was standing an inch away from me and my breath was caught in my throat.

“You-you blackmailed me!” I began to relentlessly throw punches at his chest and he let me. After five minutes of punching his chest, he caught my hands. I wanted to punch him some more. I wanted him to feel the pain I felt. I want to let out everything I bottled up for two months.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to hit him. I wanted to smack him in the head. I wanted him to feel the pain. I want it all to end. I want everything to go back to the way they were.

I fell to the floor and started crying. I can’t take it anymore. It’s too much pain. Everything is too much. I’ve been holding back the tears for two months and I put on a brave face when I face people but when he comes within a meter from me, all of it comes crumbling down. The mask I’ve been wearing has been stripped off me. The facade I’ve been trying to show just taken from me and left me vulnerable.

He is now cradling me in his arms and I sobbed some more. I felt hot liquid land on my head and I realize, he’s crying. He’s really crying. We stayed like that for a good ten minutes when the door opened, Brad, Ethan and Amy’s faces were the first I saw. Amy has her hands in her mouth. Ethan has tears in his eyes and Brad, he was silent.

Brad took me from his arms and I felt my heart breaking again. He was letting me go. Silence enveloped the room and I can’t help but feel tired, crying was not tiring, letting go of everything is. Brad let me stand up and I had both of them support me. Heath whispered something in my ear. At his words, I can’t help but shatter once again.

His words to me were.

“I’ll give you what you want.”



I am crying tooooo

I hope this chapter made you cry, if it did, then I did a good job of letting the readers feel what my characters felt. Please don’t hate me. We have four more chapters left. I will not be writing an epilogue since there is a sequel. I will start writing it soon.

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