I love you
When the bell rang for the last time that day I stumbled out of Student Support and towards my bus. Louis caught up with me.
‘Taylor. I-’ I spun around.
‘What? What now Your Lordship? I don’t care how sorry you are. You killed Two. He never did anything to you! WHY?’ I kept walking ignoring his futile attempts to get my attention.
‘Because I love you. I was jealous that you were close to him. I love you more than a friend. I wanted to be that person for you. Who would be your shoulder to cry on. I would follow you anywhere. Please Taylor can you just listen to me. I just want to say that I love you. And I want to be with you but you are too busy with you life.’ I turned to look at him. There was a group of boys from the year below between us.
‘I can’t be with anyone right now. I need to be my own person and not commit myself to anything. And I would not want to be with a lying cheat no matter how much he meant to me as a friend. I’m sorry.’ I plugged in my music and kept walking. I walked faster following the sea of students towards where I knew I would be safe. To where I could sit and let everything happen around me. A bus. I glanced around to see him still stood there like I had shot him.
I climbed onto my bus and took my seat. Emily sat down next me. She had long mousy blonde hair and clear light blue eyes that would drill into you. She had a long scar going down one of her eyes from where her father in a fit of drunk anger got the poker and scared her with it. She was really pretty and one of my best friends who acted like a sister to me. She pulled me into a massive hug.
‘I heard about Two and I am so sorry. I am always here for you if you need to rant for ages.’ I hugged her back.
‘Thanks. I really miss him. I could talk to him for hours while he would hack my ipod.’ She laughed.
‘Sounds a great guy. I feel your pain.’ I smiled up at her. I felt some tears trickle down my cheeks. Emily handed me her embroidered handkerchief. I wiped my tears away.
‘A princess can’t cry in public.’ She muttered at me. I gave a wet laugh. I was slowly getting over Chris's death.
I got off the bus and walked up the hill to Firs Cottage. Dad would be waiting for me like when I was younger.
Shinji staggered in after me.
'Jez woman how did you make it up the hill that fast?' I smiled.
'Lets just say I have done it nearly everyday since I was eleven.' My father smiled at me as I walked up to my room to do my homework.
I walked into my room to see a figure in my room stood at the window.