《All I Wanted {Book 1}》Chapter 25: At Least Not Now
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Abby's POV
I woke up the next morning under my blanket and with my cell phone vibrating.
I sat up confused. I still had on my clothes from yesterday and I didn't remember getting under the cover. Maybe that was alll a horrible, cruel, vivid nightmare. I laughed at myself and shook my head.
My door opened slowly and I saw Greg grinning at me.
"I made you some pancakes!" I smiled and folded my legs up. Not even bothering to look at my phone.
"Why'd you do that?" He sat on my bed and handed me the plate.
"I don't know. You sleep late." I smiled and looked at my clock. It was way past noon and I was still sleep! I just didn't feel like getting up.
I started eating and he looked around my room as if he'd never been in here before. I looked at him and raised a brow.
"What?"
"Are you gonna tell me now?"
"Tell you what?"
"What happened last night. I mean you just sorta... I don't know." I looked at him for a minute. I can't believe how worried he was.
"Nothing happened. Really. I just... Had a... Realization." He nodded but I know he didn't understand.
"Would that 'realization' have anything to do with Nick and Megan." I was wide-eyed. He was like right on the money! I looked away before he saw me.
"N-no. Just..." I looked at him and my phone once again started to vibrate. I rolled my eyes an spicked it up.
"Hello?"
"YOU LEFT ME! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" I laughed and said.
"Calm down. You got home didn't you?"
"Well... Yeah. But that's not the point. The point is you left me at Eros' and I was looking for you like a chicken with my head cut off!"
"That's kind of over the top don't you think? And where did you go anyways?"
"I ran into my boyfriend and he kept me company." I smiled and shook my head. At least I can say that they are really not dating.
"Alison. I'll talk to you later okay?"
"Fine. But your not off the hook." I hung the phone up and finished my breakfast.
The house was really quiet and I was starting to wish I had more then one brother. I was laying on the couch reading Pride & Popularity. It was soothing to read about other people's problems and not worry about mine.
My mom was gone, Greg was with Cassie, Abe was busy (as usual), Aly was with her parents at some thing, and then there was no one.
That was the only problem with having only Aly as a friend. There was only us and no one to fall back on. No one to text 'I'm bored' too. Not even a soul.
I sighed and sat the book on the coffee table. Being bored and lonely should be genuinely illegal.
I got up and turned on our stereo and blasted the music as loud as it could go. A song by Coldplay was on and it made me wanna dance. So I did. And sung at the top of my lungs.
"...But I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song. And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night
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Until Monday morning feels another life
I turn the music up
I'm on a roll this time
And heaven is in sight..." I started smiling and dancing like a crazy person until the next song came on which by then, I was tired and couldn't dance to so I sat down.
I sighed and my heartbeat went back to normal. I just laid there and looked up at the cealing then started singing along with the next song that was playing.
"...We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping eachother tight
You keep my screts hope to die
Promises went up to the sky..." I sighed again and faced the tv with my hair in my face.
"I hate my life."
"From the looks of it you liked it just fine a few minutes ago." My eyes enlarged at his voice as I sat up slowly.
I fixed my hair and cleared my throat.
He walked up to me and smiled. I repositioned myself awkwardly and Megan's words began to ring in my ear. 'Stay the hell away from my boyfriend' I looked up at him and he sat down beside me.
"Greg's not here so..."
"I know I kind of figured that when his car wasn't in the driveway." I nodded and put my hand on my neck and sat my elbow on my knee looking anywhere but at him.
He looked at me and I looked at him back. I have never felt more shaky in my life. He doesn't want me and one time he made that perfectly clear and... So did his... Girlfriend. So why can't I just stop wanting him? I hate not being needed. I feel stupid. I hate life. I hate my life. Its so vicious. Why couldn't Nick just... Love me and I love him and the end? But noooo! It just had to be so... Ugh! There isn't even a word for it. And Nick isn't any better. I wonder, what I could do or say to make him like me. I wonder, what or who I need to be, to be his. I wonder, when just being me will be enough.
I realized I was still staring at him and he was surprisingly still staring back. I cleared my throat and sat up.
"Well... I guess I'll uh... See you round?" He sighed and stood up.
"Wait I-" I walked him to the door and he flashed me a smile that made my heart melt. I blushed and he laughed through his nose then walked out the door. I smiled at him and how stupid I must have looked just now.
Do I really love him? Or am I just addicted to the pain of wanting something that I can't have?
~*~
The days flew by faster then I thought they would and I would never tell Aly this but I was actually counting up the days til my party which was on the fourth of July. Yes. That was the day that she picked.
I have to admit I missed Abe alot and to be honest I havn't seen much of Ava either. Even though she did make it perfectly clear that she wasn't here for me. And then there's Nick who I avoided like the swine flu. I hated what Megan said and I hope to God I never see her again though I know that's not gonna happen.
It was Friday night and Joe actually came down for my party. He says he wanted to get to know me and my brother better and spend some time with us. I myself was flattered and Greg just shrugged it off.
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"I am tired. No more dancing for me." Aly shrugged and said.
"Suit yourself." She ran off into the night and started dancing again.
We were at the beach and I sat down by our little camp fire thing. I mean this is Colorado after all, camping is practically apart of this state. I sat down and looked up at the sky listening to the music and people talking. This is actually really fun.
"Abby?" I looked up and saw Nick smiling down at me.
"H-hi! What are you doing here?"
"Seriously? I would never miss your birthday." He sat down next to me and I started shaking. I really hope Megan isn't here.
"You do know its not really my birthday. Right?" He shrugged and I smiled.
"Well. Happy early birthday."
"Thanks." He smiled and I asked casually.
"So. Is Megan here?"
"No. She couldn't make it but she told me to tell you happy birthday and please don't let it be your last whatever that means." My eyes widened and I looked away from him. I think I'm gonna keep this conversation to a minimum.
"Nick?"
"Yeah?"
"You wanna play a game?" He looked at me skeptically before saying.
"Uh... Sure." I smiled and said.
"Yay! 20 questions! You go first." He smiled and I looked at him joyfully.
"Well... First. Why did you blame the jail thing on me?" I laughed and answered.
"Because... I was not about to get in trouble. I'm an angel! Honest! The horns are just there to keep the halo up straight." He laughed and answered.
"Okay. Your turn."
"Okay... Uh... Let's see? What is there to ask Nicolas Walker?" I looked at him with a sly smile and he laughed through his nose and looked at the ground.
"Okay. Nick. What do you do in your spare time?"
"Uh... Draw. I like to draw. But don't tell anybody that." I smiled and nodded then notioned for him to do his turn.
"Do you think I'm funny?" I laughed and shook my head.
"I don't know. You've never really talked to me before. To be honest the most time we spent together was in New York and ever since then I guess we've just been... hangin." He nodded and said.
"Was I ever mean to you before?"
"Hey! Its my turn!" He smiled and I answred anyways.
"But. No. You were never mean to me. You just... Gave me the cold-shoulder." He shook his head shocked and said.
"I wouldn't!" I closed my eyes and nodded.
"You wouldn't but you did. Now its my turn." I wanted to ask him what he didn't see in me. But that would be a stupid trick question that would make me mad.
"What do you see in Megan?" He looked overwhelmed and didn't say anything.
"You know what. Don't answer that. I just... That was out of line." He smiled and shook his head.
"No. Its cool. I guess. I don't know. I like her. She likes me and were kind of right for eachother." I sighed and nodded. Of course he was gonna say that. Because she was the cheerleader and he was the jock and that's how it goes.
"I guess its your turn again huh?"
"Oh. I guess it is. Well in that case... Do you think I'm pretty?" That was actually a joking question. And NO I'm not drunk you idiots!
"No. Your beautiful." My eyes widened and I looked at him in complete surprise. I was not expecting that. He actually called me beautiful. He thinks I'm beautiful.
I smiled and he brushed my hair behind my ear.
"How come... You never told me... How you felt?" I blinked and opened my mouth but before I could talk Abe walked over to me.
"Hey!" I jumped and looked at him in surprise. I stood up and dusted myself off.
"A-Abe I thought you couldn't make it."
"Yeah well. I kind of thought I'd be un-fair to miss your birthday. So I came anyways." I smiled and he kissed me deeply on the lips. I closed my eyes and broke the kiss before it went farther. I looked at Nick and half smiled.
"I guess I'll see ya." He half smiled and nodded.
Abe grabbed my hand and started dragging me to God knows where and I looked back at Nick with a sorry look on my face.
We came by this huge ugly palm tree and he stopped.
"Why are you always with him?" I looked at him confused.
"What?"
"Everytime I see you your with the exact same guy. And at first I let it slide but now?"
"We we were just talking. W-where is this coming from all of a sudden?"
"All. Of a sudden? That guy is into you Abby and I'm not gonna just let him flirt with you behind my back."
"Excuse me! Nick is not 'into me' and he was not flirting with me and even if he was why the hell should you care at least someone is paying some attention to me." He clenched his jaw and looked at me with pure coldness. I hate the way he's staring at me! And why is he going all crazy on me now?
"So what are you saying I don't pay attention to you?"
"That is exactly what I'm saying!"
"Well you know what? I don't want you talking to him. How's that for attention." My mouth dropped and I looked at him in outright horror. Who does he think he is anyways?
"I am not your property! And I refuse to be told who I can and can not talk too!"
"You heard what I said didn't you?"
"Yeah I did and I don't care. Get away from me!" I started to walk away and he grabbeed me on the arm.
"Let me go!"
"Were not finish."
"Abe? What the hell?" He let me go and put his hands up.
"Fine. I don't have to take this."
"Neither do I. If you wanna act like this then let someone else be your girlfriend because I'm not." I looked him dead in the eyes and he laughed. Yes laughed and shook his head. Is he drunk or something?
"Just leave Abe." He shook his head and walked away.
I threw my hands and walked over to Aly who was standing there wide eyed and pulled her into a corner.
"Did you see that?"
"Uh... Yeah. And so did everyone else." She looked at everyone at my party and I threw my head back.
"Please tell me Nick didn't see that." She scoffed and said.
"Uhh... No. He was... Staring at the sky?"
"Ugh! I hate him right now."
"What was that all about anyways?"
"I don't know. He has this crazy man theory that Nick has the hots for me and now he's mad at me."
"Well he shouldn't be mad at you after all he's the one who's cheating." She gasped and covered her mouth and I looked at her confused.
"What?" She started shaking her head and I felt my eyes getting blurry.
"He's... Cheating on me?"
"I'm so sorry I-"
"Wait, you knew?"
"Abby I-"
"How long have you known this?" She sighed and looked at the ground.
"Since before we went to New York."
"W-what? And you didn't tell me? You let me go on and on about how much I loved him and how much I hated myself for kissing Nick and you didn't say anything?" Before I knew it tears were strolling down my face and her's too.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Abby I'm sor-"
"No just save it." I walked away and went out and sat in the back seat of my brother's car.
As soon as I shut the door I burst into tears. I have never felt so betrayed and torn up in my life. How could she do this? My own bestfriend! And Abe... Ugh! I hope I never see him again. He said he loved me and I... Like an idiot I believed him. Why did I ever fall for him? I should have seen right through him but instaed I'm sitting here crying in this piece of crap car watching the sky through the roof wishing I could die. And to top it off I'm burning up. He used me and lied to me. He said he loved me and didn't even mean it. How could he just stand himself when he looked in the mirror every morning. When he looked at me. How could he? I will never forgive him for this.
I heard someone knock on the window and unlocked the door.
"Abby? Are you okay?" I whiped my face and said.
"Oh yeah sure. I'm just sitting here crying because I'm happy and I'm ashamed to show it." He rolled his eyes and said.
"Scoot over." I did and he got in the car and closed the door.
"I don't know what to say."
"Then don't... Say anything." I shighed and rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry. I just... You wouldn't be in the greatest mood either if you were me."
"I mean... Why? You broke up with him an-"
"And he cheated on me." I looked at him and a distressed look was on his face.
"I guess my brother was right all along." I looked out of the front window and he said.
"Look. I'm really sorry. You know... If you really love someone. You'll forgive the unforgivable." I sniffed and wipped my face.
"Well I guess I don't love him." I folded my arms and started crying all over again.
"I can't even describe to you how horrible I feel." He put his arms around me and I laid on his shoulder. I remember the first time he held me. When he told me he didn't love me. I sat up and smiled.
"I need to go home."
"I'll take you." I shook my head.
"No. I'm just gonna walk."
"But I could take you." I looked at him through tear filled eyes and shook my head.
"Nick I... I just wanna be alone." I got out of the car and started walking to m yhouse. It was far as hell but I didn't care. At least not now
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