Angry at Love - Chapter 20: Chapter 20
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I was sitting at my desk in class, scratching mindless patterns into the paper.
I was analyzing every moment of our relationship. Trying to find the point where things had gone wrong. Anything. I looked for moments where Miles was less enthusiastic about things, I looked for moments where I might've said something wrong.
My mind went through it all, but I couldn't find anything. Small things I'd said wrong, sure. But nothing that would lead to this.
Or maybe it was just a whole bunch of tiny things and one little thing finally broke the camel's back.
Or maybe Miles never liked me at all. Maybe he faked it all and was just having fun planning out my destruction.
No, Miles would never do that. Right?
Something snapped and I realised that it was the tip of my pencil. I'd been pushing it into the paper too hard and it broke.
I sighed and put my head down in my arms, trying to find something to distract myself. But nothing worked.
The bell rang for lunch and I got up and shuffled out of the class with everyone else. As I walked into the cafeteria, I almost went to our normal table. Then I realised what I was doing and I turned around and left.
I found somewhere to eat outside, sitting against the wall as I took small bites of my lunch. I wasn't really hungry but knew I should eat something.
I took out my headphones to maybe use music to distract myself. But then I thought about how much Miles loved music, what he would say about the song and if he would like it. So I put my headphones away.
Instead I just stared numbly into the packed parking lot as it started to sage. I was slightly shielded under the little overhang of the roof, but I still got a little wet. I didn't really care about getting wet. At the moment, I didn't really care about anything. So I didn't move and contemplated everything once again.
Eventually I came to the conclusion that it could have been multiple things. So I stopped trying to figure out why and instead just sulked about it.
I didn't even notice when the first tear came, because at first I thought it was raindrops. But soon my eyes were waterfalls.
I was sitting at my desk in class, scratching mindless patterns into the paper.
I was analyzing every moment of our relationship. Trying to find the point where things had gone wrong. Anything. I looked for moments where Miles was less enthusiastic about things, I looked for moments where I might've said something wrong.
My mind went through it all, but I couldn't find anything. Small things I'd said wrong, sure. But nothing that would lead to this.
Or maybe it was just a whole bunch of tiny things and one little thing finally broke the camel's back.
Or maybe Miles never liked me at all. Maybe he faked it all and was just having fun planning out my destruction.
No, Miles would never do that. Right?
Something snapped and I realised that it was the tip of my pencil. I'd been pushing it into the paper too hard and it broke.
I sighed and put my head down in my arms, trying to find something to distract myself. But nothing worked.
The bell rang for lunch and I got up and shuffled out of the class with everyone else. As I walked into the cafeteria, I almost went to our normal table. Then I realised what I was doing and I turned around and left.
I found somewhere to eat outside, sitting against the wall as I took small bites of my lunch. I wasn't really hungry but knew I should eat something.
I took out my headphones to maybe use music to distract myself. But then I thought about how much Miles loved music, what he would say about the song and if he would like it. So I put my headphones away.
Instead I just stared numbly into the packed parking lot as it started to sage. I was slightly shielded under the little overhang of the roof, but I still got a little wet. I didn't really care about getting wet. At the moment, I didn't really care about anything. So I didn't move and contemplated everything once again.
Eventually I came to the conclusion that it could have been multiple things. So I stopped trying to figure out why and instead just sulked about it.
I didn't even notice when the first tear came, because at first I thought it was raindrops. But soon my eyes were waterfalls.
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