"What?" I squeaked. My whole world felt like it was tumbling down. This could not be happening. Heidi patted me reassuringly on the shoulder.
"Sorry, but it's true. I saw him hanging out with this one girl. Her name's Claire... te can ask Mateo; he saw him," she detto sadly. I shook my head, but she just nodded. "I heard him say that he was only going out with te because he pitied you." I frowned and left, not wanting to hear more. I wasn't sure it was because of how ridiculous it was, o if I was afraid she was right.
Finally later in the day, I saw Blake. He was talking to Mateo again. I took a deep breath. He'd tell me if something was up, right? I began walking over to him, when something stopped me. A blond girl ran over to him and hugged him. This wouldn't have bothered me so much on any other occasion, but today was just a bad day. He hugged her back, smiling hugely. My cuore shattered. Heidi was right. He looked at me, and I stared helplessly back. He frowned, and just turned his attention to the girl who I assumed was Claire. I couldn't breathe. I went to my car, and drove home, fighting tears the whole way.
"Hey kid, how was your day?" Dad asked cheerfully when I got home. I stormed past him, not saying a word. I went up to my room, slamming the door behind me. I threw myself onto my bed, and stuffed my face with my pillow. I bit my tongue, trying to hold it all in.
I've never cried over a boy like that before.
I heard someone come in my room a while later. I was pretty sure it was Dad. I wanted to tell him to go away, but I couldn't find my voice. I felt a hand on the back of my leg.
"Irina, Honey, what's wrong?" It was Kara. I don't know which would be più embarrassing, telling an almost stranger, o my Dad about guy problems. I thought about it for a second. It was no competition.
Dad would be the most embarrassing.
I wiped my eyes with my sleeve stubbornly, not knowing whether o not I should tell her. What's the harm she could do? I turned around to face her.
"Blake cheated on me," I sniffed. Knowing it was one thing, saying it out loud was a whole new kind of pain. I brought my knees up to my chest, and wrapped my arms around them. I bit my tongue again.
"Oh, Sweetie... I'm so sorry," she said. She sounded truly sincere. "I know, it sucks, doesn't it?" She leaned over and hugged me. It was kind of an awkward hug. For one, I still wasn't her biggest fan. Two, her stomach was quite large, making the hug seem like she was going to tackle me o something. I wiped più tears away.
"This has happened to you?" I asked quietly. She pursed her lips and nodded sadly.
"Hera's father... She was so young, she probably doesn't remember."
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "How'd te get over it?" She smiled sadly.
"Well, I cried over it for a long time. I was a mess for a long time. Then, one day, it just didn't matter to me anymore. The feeling just kind of evaporates after a while." The thought of having to deal with this for a long time made me even più sad, and also made me think of who I was crying over in the first place. I squeezed my eyes shut, più tears escaping. This was the first time ever I actually hoped for a seizure. I felt sick thinking like that, but I just wanted to wake up, and forget the past couple of hours.
"Honey, it'll be ok," Kara assured me. She hugged me, and held me in her arms for a long time, letting me cry my eyes out. This was the closest I've ever been to Kara. It wasn't weird anymore, o ill-feeling. It was almost like having a mother again. There was a knock at the door, and it opened.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Hera asked.
"Oh, Irina's just having some relationship troubles," Kara detto softly. To put it lightly, I thought.
"Oh," Hera said. "I was too. So I broke up with him." I raised my eyebrows. Kara did as well.
"Excuse me?" she asked, bewildered. Hera rolled her eyes.
"Mom, I'm like, twelve. I'm gonna be driving in four years." Kara let out a big sigh.
"I'll deal with te later," she muttered. Hera rolled her eyes again and left. "Dear Lord help us," Kara said. I laughed a little. Kara and I talked for a while, and she told me about the craziest things she's done. It was nice talking to someone like her. I haven't had the opportunity in ever. I almost wanted to tell her about Drew, and everything he's put me through. But I stopped myself. I was getting too close to her too fast. Maybe another time, when I was sure I could trust her.
"Dinner!" Dad called from downstairs. Kara patted my shoulder.
"C'mon," she smiled. We went downstairs to the table. Dad gave Kara a look when he thought I wasn't looking that said, te fixed it, right?! My Dad was the not the kind of guy to sit back and let his daughter tell him about her boy problems. I wouldn't have told him anyways. Kara just smiled and nodded.
***
The successivo giorno at school, I didn't want to talk to Blake. I was too scared to. I avoided him all day. Then after school, I saw Mateo. I'd never really talked to him. It was obvious that he did not care for me at all. As far as he was probably concerned, I was the biggest mistake Blake ever made. I finally gathered up enough courage to talk to him.
"What?" he asked, already irritated. I took a deep breath.
"Is... Is Blake seeing someone else?" I asked quietly, my voice up an octave. He was quiet for a moment, looking at me. He nodded.
"Yeah. Her name's Claire..." he detto softly. I nodded, taking it all in. Yesterday, even through my cries, I had still had a little piece of hope that it was all a lie. But now I had nothing. I wanted so bad to go back to the way it used to be. But I wondered if it had ever been real. Even when I thought it was, sometimes I couldn't help but wonder how Blake could Amore someone like me. But then I had thought I was the luckiest person in the world. Now I feel like the stupidest person in the world.
The successivo few days in school were, almost quite literally, hell. I didn't talk to Blake, and he didn't talk to me. It was obvious that we were broken up, and neither of us were sure who did it. I was completely alone. Being without Blake, made me realize how lonely I was without Briar. This brought up the old pain, as well as a new one. Maybe I was being over dramatic, but still, it felt like it.
My life was over.
"Sorry, but it's true. I saw him hanging out with this one girl. Her name's Claire... te can ask Mateo; he saw him," she detto sadly. I shook my head, but she just nodded. "I heard him say that he was only going out with te because he pitied you." I frowned and left, not wanting to hear more. I wasn't sure it was because of how ridiculous it was, o if I was afraid she was right.
Finally later in the day, I saw Blake. He was talking to Mateo again. I took a deep breath. He'd tell me if something was up, right? I began walking over to him, when something stopped me. A blond girl ran over to him and hugged him. This wouldn't have bothered me so much on any other occasion, but today was just a bad day. He hugged her back, smiling hugely. My cuore shattered. Heidi was right. He looked at me, and I stared helplessly back. He frowned, and just turned his attention to the girl who I assumed was Claire. I couldn't breathe. I went to my car, and drove home, fighting tears the whole way.
"Hey kid, how was your day?" Dad asked cheerfully when I got home. I stormed past him, not saying a word. I went up to my room, slamming the door behind me. I threw myself onto my bed, and stuffed my face with my pillow. I bit my tongue, trying to hold it all in.
I've never cried over a boy like that before.
I heard someone come in my room a while later. I was pretty sure it was Dad. I wanted to tell him to go away, but I couldn't find my voice. I felt a hand on the back of my leg.
"Irina, Honey, what's wrong?" It was Kara. I don't know which would be più embarrassing, telling an almost stranger, o my Dad about guy problems. I thought about it for a second. It was no competition.
Dad would be the most embarrassing.
I wiped my eyes with my sleeve stubbornly, not knowing whether o not I should tell her. What's the harm she could do? I turned around to face her.
"Blake cheated on me," I sniffed. Knowing it was one thing, saying it out loud was a whole new kind of pain. I brought my knees up to my chest, and wrapped my arms around them. I bit my tongue again.
"Oh, Sweetie... I'm so sorry," she said. She sounded truly sincere. "I know, it sucks, doesn't it?" She leaned over and hugged me. It was kind of an awkward hug. For one, I still wasn't her biggest fan. Two, her stomach was quite large, making the hug seem like she was going to tackle me o something. I wiped più tears away.
"This has happened to you?" I asked quietly. She pursed her lips and nodded sadly.
"Hera's father... She was so young, she probably doesn't remember."
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "How'd te get over it?" She smiled sadly.
"Well, I cried over it for a long time. I was a mess for a long time. Then, one day, it just didn't matter to me anymore. The feeling just kind of evaporates after a while." The thought of having to deal with this for a long time made me even più sad, and also made me think of who I was crying over in the first place. I squeezed my eyes shut, più tears escaping. This was the first time ever I actually hoped for a seizure. I felt sick thinking like that, but I just wanted to wake up, and forget the past couple of hours.
"Honey, it'll be ok," Kara assured me. She hugged me, and held me in her arms for a long time, letting me cry my eyes out. This was the closest I've ever been to Kara. It wasn't weird anymore, o ill-feeling. It was almost like having a mother again. There was a knock at the door, and it opened.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Hera asked.
"Oh, Irina's just having some relationship troubles," Kara detto softly. To put it lightly, I thought.
"Oh," Hera said. "I was too. So I broke up with him." I raised my eyebrows. Kara did as well.
"Excuse me?" she asked, bewildered. Hera rolled her eyes.
"Mom, I'm like, twelve. I'm gonna be driving in four years." Kara let out a big sigh.
"I'll deal with te later," she muttered. Hera rolled her eyes again and left. "Dear Lord help us," Kara said. I laughed a little. Kara and I talked for a while, and she told me about the craziest things she's done. It was nice talking to someone like her. I haven't had the opportunity in ever. I almost wanted to tell her about Drew, and everything he's put me through. But I stopped myself. I was getting too close to her too fast. Maybe another time, when I was sure I could trust her.
"Dinner!" Dad called from downstairs. Kara patted my shoulder.
"C'mon," she smiled. We went downstairs to the table. Dad gave Kara a look when he thought I wasn't looking that said, te fixed it, right?! My Dad was the not the kind of guy to sit back and let his daughter tell him about her boy problems. I wouldn't have told him anyways. Kara just smiled and nodded.
***
The successivo giorno at school, I didn't want to talk to Blake. I was too scared to. I avoided him all day. Then after school, I saw Mateo. I'd never really talked to him. It was obvious that he did not care for me at all. As far as he was probably concerned, I was the biggest mistake Blake ever made. I finally gathered up enough courage to talk to him.
"What?" he asked, already irritated. I took a deep breath.
"Is... Is Blake seeing someone else?" I asked quietly, my voice up an octave. He was quiet for a moment, looking at me. He nodded.
"Yeah. Her name's Claire..." he detto softly. I nodded, taking it all in. Yesterday, even through my cries, I had still had a little piece of hope that it was all a lie. But now I had nothing. I wanted so bad to go back to the way it used to be. But I wondered if it had ever been real. Even when I thought it was, sometimes I couldn't help but wonder how Blake could Amore someone like me. But then I had thought I was the luckiest person in the world. Now I feel like the stupidest person in the world.
The successivo few days in school were, almost quite literally, hell. I didn't talk to Blake, and he didn't talk to me. It was obvious that we were broken up, and neither of us were sure who did it. I was completely alone. Being without Blake, made me realize how lonely I was without Briar. This brought up the old pain, as well as a new one. Maybe I was being over dramatic, but still, it felt like it.
My life was over.
We decided to camp out da a near forest with a small waterfall da it. My burnt hair from the fuoco was irritating me so I decided to wash my hair in the waterfall. The water was cold, but I didn't care. Bruno felt my hair. I smiled warmly. I detto like I wasn't a helper " So, where are your parents?' He detto " Well, after I was born, a witch ha rubato, stola my mother, killed her, and I have no dad. So I'm an orphan" I thought ' I wish he could tell, he wouldn't have to do this, he wouldn't have to tell me bad mermories.' " I Amore you." detto Bruno. " I Amore a person for a person." 'Well, I'm not a person. Im a helper! Why can't te tell? Im a helper! I Amore a person for a person too! But you're not a person! But I Amore you!'Bruno detto he would go out to the forest to get get some food. After my hair was washed, I sat down. Why can't he tell I'm a helper? But then, I heard a scream in the woods. I could tell who it was.... Bruno.
this is a heads-up on a story im writing. its about this kid in highschool wh ogoes into this haunted house,then,she turns into a vampire,slowy,and people begin to notice. its awesome.
heres the charecters.
vanessa:vampire girl.
duncan:vampiers girls brother
kylie:vamps bfff.
susan:mean girl
katie:posse (mean girl)
ashle:same as katie
mom:vamps mom
dad:vamps dad
um:those are the main charecters. details i havent thought of yet.ok,so,now te know.ok,bye!
gotta type more,you cn leave now.
jfgfgddfddfffff Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. rule!
heres the charecters.
vanessa:vampire girl.
duncan:vampiers girls brother
kylie:vamps bfff.
susan:mean girl
katie:posse (mean girl)
ashle:same as katie
mom:vamps mom
dad:vamps dad
um:those are the main charecters. details i havent thought of yet.ok,so,now te know.ok,bye!
gotta type more,you cn leave now.
jfgfgddfddfffff Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. rule!