“I-I like y-you.” I stuttered out, my tears were not stopping. Fucking tears!
“Don’t cry.” she soothed while getting up so she was sitting on my bed, and I was in her lap. We did that from time to time.
“Let me up! We can’t do this!” I yelled, flailing around and trying to push her off. She had her legs criss-cross, my legs were hanging off her knees, and she had pushed my head onto her chest.
“Why not?” she asked, “We do this all the time. Just ‘because you like me doesn’t mean that our relationship has to change.”
“Yes, yes it does. I can’t be around you.” I explained sadly while pushing my head back up.
“Why’s that?” she questioned.
“Because I get so awkward around you. And you’re always doting on me, and I can’t- it hurts when I’m around you, cause you’ll never feel the same. So let me up.” I ordered. She reluctantly let me up and got off my bed, “Leave.”
“Wait, you do-”
“I said go, just please.” I begged, crying. She sighed and left the room, unhappily. It was still a school day, so I put my uniform on and went to school, the long way so I could avoid Kendall. I sat down at my desk, laying my head on the top. My friends came over to talk, but I waved them away. “Sorry guys, not today.” The annoying thing was that Kendall was in my class, so we were all friends.
“Hey guys! How’s it going!” Kendall asked happily. I shot up.
“Whoa dude, jeez.” Sam laughed. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing.” I stuttered out.
“But you're crying.” Amelia commented.
“Huh?” I started off, bringing my hand to my face, “Oh yeah, sorry.” I apologized, running away.
I heard Sam say, “Aren’t you gonna go after her Kendall?” I heard footsteps behind me. I ran to the side of the building, it’s the one place that only I know about. It’s only because I needed a place where I wouldn’t need to worry about Kendall finding me. I was leaning against the wall, catching my breath. My hands were by my sides, and my eyes were closed.
“Stupid.” I whispered.
“I don’t think you’re stupid.” Kendall smiled, leaning over me.
“Ah!” I yelped, “Stop it!”
“You should know, I like you too. I just wanted to mess with you.” she explained.
“Just because we’re best friends doesn’t mean you have to force yourself to like me.” I groaned.
“Who said that?” she inquired. I laughed through my tears, and started leaning lower, trying to get away. “Hey where’re you going?” she grabbed my waist.
“S-stop pretending.” I pleaded.
“I’m not.” I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side. She grumbled in frustration, pinching my chin. “Open your mouth.” she ordered.
“No.” I protested. She got angry again, she forced my mouth open and pushed her tongue into my mouth. “Mm.” I hit her shoulder, as she pushed her knee between my legs. She pulled back, still on top of me. “I couldn’t breath.” I explained through heavy gulps of breath.
To Be Continued