Secrets and Lies

Casey is a teenager with an amazing will to succeed. She is an incredible runner and is determined to enter a marathon. However it is not that easy. Her world is upturned as her friend's life begins to break down and only Casey can help, Casey is madly in love with a man she thinks will never want her and a sad turn of events results in a huge blow. But Casey is still determined to follow her dream...


20. 18th August 2013


 There were so many people. People queuing, people buying, people waiting, people choosing, people trying, people changing, people talking, people laughing, people shouting, people kissing and people like me crammed in the corner scared to death. But Nico was here. His hand held mine tightly as he waited in line to buy something he didn’t want. I could feel that he was guilty about putting me in this situation but knew he couldn’t go back now.

Suddenly I felt a slight bump on my back and turned around to see who had knocked me. It was him. His azure eyes sparkled and his mouth shone as he said hello to me; at this time I was speechless and could simply nod and smile like an idiot. I was still holding Nico’s hand. He noticed this and then his grin faded a little and I could see the gleam suddenly vanish. He had got the wrong impression. Quickly I let go of Nico’s hand but it was too late. The damage was done. He said he would see me at school and then disappeared out of sight. All my chances with him gone like that. All because I was a big coward.  

I wanted to go after him and explain even though we were not together at all or had even expressed any feelings towards each other; so I didn’t know why I felt obliged to explain. Finally we were pushed to the front where Nico went all quiet and blushing. He couldn’t back out now.

Just as we reached the front I moved out of the line pretending to be with someone else, to be someone else. The gorgeous but quirky girl at the till saw Nico on his own, utterly single and good looking. As they spoke I could feel the sparks and tension between them once more. “Hello again. I see you love our shop; you have been in every day. What are you buying this time? I love this shirt! I think it would look great on you!” beamed the girl that was in college but seemed to be into Nico as much as he was into her. I was glad that he found somebody.

After a few flirtatious minutes, the people behind Nico started getting impatient so he left giving his number to the girl. Sweet. I followed him out a few minutes later. Outside the shop I saw Nico and Ethan high fiving as he exclaimed about it all going great. “Thanks for coming with me Casey. I think I would have bottled it without you!” said Nico hugging me.

 I was happy for him, I really was. But all I could think about was the guy with azure eyes. And then I saw him right in front of me. With a girl. They were kissing, like properly making out. She was his age of course, about 40 and wasn’t really that pretty. But it was enough to break my heart even though it was never his in the first place.

Tears clogged up my throat and my lungs began to burn. This couldn’t have been happening. “ Ewww, that’s disgusting. You would think our teachers would make it their business that they didn’t French kiss in front of us! Especially at their age!” Amaya said pulling a face. But that just made it a billon times worse. What was she talking about, at their age? He was only 40. That’s why I didn’t tell anyone. I knew nobody would understand. They would laugh and say I shouldn’t be crushing on somebody that is old enough to be my dad. And the thought of that made me livid. Love didn’t have rules or limits; age didn’t matter if it was meant to be. But not many people fall so hard for someone twenty five years older than them. I wanted to go and beat the living daylights out of the women he was kissing. It was so wrong. This wasn’t meant to happen. The thing is I couldn’t tell whether he was doing that to make me jealous or whether he was really with that woman, and everything I thought I recognized was actually my imagination. Whichever though, I was still crushed.  

Deep burning anger boiled through me. I didn’t want this to happen. Though my eyes were imploding with anguish and anger; I didn’t let them fall. I squeezed Nico even harder than he hugged me, this made me feel better. A tiny bit anyway. Holding back the screams and cries that my heart was dying and desperate to do, I walked on making a show of holding my friend Nico’s hand just as we walked past him. I could feel his eyes on my head as we walked by, could feel him breaking away from that horrific women and sense his envy as much as my own. Two could play this game.

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