Opening my locker to relieve myself of some books, a pink note pops out with a razor attached to it, landing on the floor. Suspecting that it might be another challenge, I pick both up and turn it over, not wasting time in running my eyes over the words.
Freedom.
That alone tells me far more than needs be. I need to free my partner.
The only clue given is that the room is big, fit for all activities and quite a distance to run to.
My first thoughts are on the school gym.
With that thought alone I throw everything in my locker, shutting it closed before falling into a full sprint towards gym.
"Out of the way!" I scream at people who are in my way.
I don't even look around to see who's behind me nor who's ahead of me, my only goal being to free Roman of whatever may lock him down.
Such strength and speed I don't know where I get i
"Hello." I answer the call I'd just received, whilst I'd excused myself to the bathroom.No answer.That's strange.This is not the first time I've received a blank call, I didn't really take it that seriously. Not that I will right now.Shaking my head, I finish up with my business and then head out, preparing to eat. My steps faulter when I take notice of Sam, who's no longer alone at our table. The back of the person's head has me suspecting who the person might be, but not wanting to assume, I continue on to the table.Sam's eyes quickly find me as I draw near."Roman?" I say in surprise, despite my suspicions."Hey." He turns to face me, sitting opposite Sam."W-what are you doing here?" "He was here alone, there weren't any available tables, so..." He trails off, glancing between Roman and I."So
We had walked in the auditorium, hand in hand during the morning. It had earned us a lot of eyes yet I ignored them all but a certain pair, that bore holes at the back of my head.His gaze had been daring, tempting me to turn back but I resisted. Throughout a night of tossing and turning, many thoughts attacked me in question, one being dominant than the others, how I could let things get this far?I had put myself in Danny's shoes and found myself understanding, where he was coming from. Danny needed reassurance, that the two weeks had no permanent effect on us, like how one night of misunderstanding, landed us in second guessing everything , we called our own in this relationship.He's not only my boyfriend but my place of comfort, that's why I make such a big deal out of this.As the principal had stepped onto the podium about to speak, that's when I made the mistake of glancing over my shoulder a
A week later....A week has passed and I see the change, honestly speaking, it has not given me a good feeling at all. I've been getting an eyeful lately from most of Danny's admirers, Sam and I haven't really talked and I'm getting the feeling that he's upset with me, and to speak the truth, I can't get over my last encounter with Roman.The disappointment in his eyes, the resignation in his voice has honestly haunted me and no matter how much I try, I can't forget it or will get over the guilt I'm experiencing.I feel all types of wrong and the sense of really disappointing him, weighs heavily on my shoulders.This is the reason why I never wanted him to come back, to never come back to my life, because this is what happens, I can't get a grip of my emotions and everything almost, and I mean almost revolves around him. He doesn't understand how big his presence had made an impact in my life, ho
"What are you doing here?" "Ask your cousin." He says with a shrug.He sounds like he is not even bothered by this."You didn't even put up a fight, that's new." I comment, walking on to take a seat on one of the chairs.We sit in silence for a while, neither one of us daring to look at each other. Or maybe it's just me.Well how can I, when we are not in the best of terms with each other and honestly, I am not in the mood for either an argument or his hurtful words.I sigh when I start feeling bored.A ping sound has me jumping in surprising. I mentally roll my eyes for my slow thinking, I should have remembered that I had my phone with.Taking out my phone from my clutch bag, I see a new message.Take a look at row 4 from the center front, under chair 5. Something waits for you. All answers you were looking for.
We've remained in the same position for some time now. We've both calmed down now that's for sure. " I'm a bad person." I sigh, pulling back from him.I look up at him again. "Not once did I treat you right, from the moment you came. I never gave you a chance to speak, I was...." I sigh yet again, my head hanging low in shame. " They were right to think of me as someone who plays with peoples feelings, someone who won't leave things be." " And this is why it was best you didn't know, because of this, you would start blaming yourself." He says to himself. " Hazel-," he tries take my hands but I snatch them out of reach." Why couldn't I see it, I mean Colt said it in my face that - ," " Excuse me, Colt said what?!" My head snaps up when he asks through gritted teeth.I gulp when his eyes narrow."It's nothing." I shake my head, rising to my feet.
A silent trip it's been. Not that there's been any difference. It had been a while since we've held a long conversation in a trip until we arrived at our destination, so imagine my surprise when dad pulls over, just at a clear distance from our home and starts speaking." Sweetheart, we can't go in now without me having to ask you something." He says, turning to face me."What is it?" I ask.He sighs." That night -" " Which night?" " Can I finish?" He quickly says, his tone a bit demanding that I'm taken a back by it. "Sorry, sorry. That night that you and Sophia only seem to know about." I tense then."Can you atleast tell me what happened that night?" I have to blink a couple of times, letting his question to sink in and for me to dig deep, into my thoughts and memory of that night.He's never asked me this. It's the first time he's wanted to know s
I sat silently in my room, needing a moment to myself. After having received such attention from my family, I needed time to think alone, more so on what Sam had told me. I had no idea that dad had such thoughts and was even looking into taking me out of the academy.In the beginning, I would have jumped at the chance to leave everything behind, but now, everything has changed." Hazel?" I turn to the door, where aunt Karen has poked her head in." Can I come in?" "Sure." I say.I notice a tray full of various small potions of food in her arms as she enters." I didn't know what you would have liked right now, so I made a bit of everything." She says, placing the tray infront of me."Oh uh thank you aunt. I'll eat it a bit later, I'm not really hungry right now." I say, before looking back at my phone.I hear a sigh. "Hazel, you have to eat now. I've be
"You can't just expect us to accept this, right?" Aunt Karen suddenly says after minutes of silence.I frown at this."What your aunt is trying to say is , Roman showing up here again is quite alot to take in." Dad says, stopping my aunt from speaking up."Well - ," a hand at the small of my back distracts me and I end up glancing at Roman, who gives me a look that says ' calm down.' I take a breath before speaking up again. "I understand that you are all surprised and I was too, when he showed up at school." "You knew and didn't tell us?" Aunt Karen says accusingly."We weren't on speaking terms then, I didn't -" "Oh so we must just accept because you said so? - No Hazel, we are not just going to follow what you say when you lied to us." " I didn't lie, I didn't flipping lie to anyone!!" I snap, glaring at her." H