GABRIEL***My relationship with Harper had gotten to the point where she no longer asked me what was wrong when she saw that I was bothered because of just how frequently it was happening. She knew I was bothered. And I knew she knew I was bothered.Yet she didn’t ask and a part of me was grateful, not only because I should have been trusting enough of her to tell her what was wrong without her asking, but also because I still wasn’t ready to tell her what was wrong. How would I even begin? How would I begin breaking her heart again?It was a day after my conversation with Emily. The plan had been simple: I was supposed to come clean to Harper after my conversation with Emily, but the conversation had ended on a weird note.No, that wasn’t it. I was using her as an excuse. I had lost my courage. I wasn’t ready to look Harper in the face and confirm her worst fear, confirm that she had been right to worry about my relationship with Emily. It would damage her. It would ruin her confide
Bakersville High School***It had been a week since what Emily had decided to call ‘the incident’. Her heart was still beating as fast as it had that day. It was the only thing on her mind. It was all she thought about and all she dreamt about as a result.She was miserable. If she could turn back time she would have acted like everything was fine. she wouldn’t have expressed that anything was wrong. She would have accepted that Gabriel was ignoring her and she would have moved on with her life. She would have told Julie that something was wrong. This is not what she had wanted to happen. At all. And what made it even worse was the fact that Gabriel had done it just to change the topic. That was what hurt worse. It was not genuine, not well-intentioned. It was a game.What hurt even worse was what it meant. It meant that that’s what he thought about her. He thought she was someone he could easily manipulate, someone whose emotions were easy to play with. she was sure he wasn’t think
EMILY***Can we meet today? Need to know what the next move is.I had hoped that ignoring Tiffany would stop her from reaching out to me, and I don't even know why I thought that was the move because all I got was the opposite of the desired effect. She had reached out just a few days after my conversation with Gabriel and the extreme scare I had gotten as a result.I was relieved, still, very relieved in fact but a part of me was still antsy. What if she was there? What if I hadn't seen her but she was there? I knew I was being paranoid but I had legitimate reasons to be afraid of her. I didn’t know what happened between her and Henry but I could guess it was the intimidating way in which she made me scared and made me want to do what she wanted me to do.I was also afraid because I knew I would have to suggest that I would no longer do things the way I was doing them when it came to Gabriel, that I was going to take a step back and focus solely on her revenge. I hoped she would tak
GABRIEL***I couldn’t stop looking at the time. We had agreed to meet at one p.m. at the cafe and it was only two minutes to.What if he didn’t show? What if he had just agreed to meet me to get my hopes up so that he could embarrass me? I knew I deserved it. I wouldn’t even blame him if that was what he had decided to do. If I was being honest, I would have done the same thing if I was in his shoes. Maybe that was why I thought of it. I hoped I wasn’t right. I had texted Harry as soon as I made the decision to make things right so that I didn’t give myself the room to think twice about it. I knew that if I gave myself time my ego would find a way to talk me out of the whole thing. But look where my ego had gotten me. Because of my stupid sense of pride, I ended up kissing someone I had no business kissing and I was now hiding it from my girlfriend because I couldn't stand the thought of being a jerk anymore.What was wrong with me?I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans as I looked ar
EMILY***“There you are,” Tiffany said as I sat across from her and I smiled at her as best as I could.The paranoid part of me had convinced me that she could smell fear so I was doing my best to make sure I was not showing just how nervous and scared I was for the conversation that lay ahead. A part of me thought of just using blackmail off the bat, to reduce the chances of being misunderstood but I knew very well that I was the type of person that needed to be desperate to do such a thing.I took my time ordering a drink and I was buying the time to calm myself down. I couldn’t show her that I was afraid of her, otherwise, she would just say no and I would have no choice but to keep interacting with Gabriel and that was the last thing I wanted.I needed to show her just how necessary a new strategy was-it was the only way she would even listen, let alone agree to a new way of doing things. My heart was racing in my chest but I convinced myself that I could do it. When it was appar
GABRIEL***"How have you been?" Harry asked, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts. "I've been… good," I said and I immediately felt guilty for saying that because he had lost Emily while I still had Harper, and I had kissed the girl he probably still liked, the one who had caused a heartbreak he was still probably trying to get over.I hoped he hadn’t taken it negatively, because I also knew that it was the right answer. Saying I hadn't been good also had the potential of being taken as me being pretentious- was I saying that just to flatter him?"That's great," he said as he nodded, "I've been good too considering the circumstances, I've just been really trying to focus on myself and do this healing from heartbreak thing one feeling at a time, and I will admit it has been hard but I think I'm beginning to come up on the other side of it. I feel better than I do worse, I have gone back to my classes and things are looking up for me. I'm sorry for the explosion of emotions, I did
Bakersville High School***You and Gabriel are dating?" Julie asked in a voice that was just above a whisper."Keep your voice down," Emily said as she looked around the library. She hoped no one had heard her. She couldn't afford another rumor, not because it wasn't true but because it had to be kept a secret at all costs. It was part of the plan. Going public was out of the question."Yes," she said, "but we're keeping it a secret. We'll be acting the way we normally do at school so that no one catches on to what's happening between us.""But why?" Julie asked, "why doesn't he want to tell people that you're dating? Is he ashamed of you?""No, it was my idea actually, I didn't want all the attention. You already know that dating Gabriel means being a part of the popular crowd and you know I can't handle the attention, let alone the pressure of looking and acting the part. It was my suggestion because I wanted to do this on my terms," Emily said."If you say so," Julie said, "as lo
GABRIEL***"I'll see you around," Harry said as he walked away.I nodded and smiled. It was a fake smile but I couldn't even bother with a real one because of just how bothered I was. The conversation had taken a turn I hadn't expected. Not only had Harry caught onto the fact that I liked Emily, he was also convinced that she liked me, too.I was caught off guard. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't lie because Harry was already convinced. But I was also shocked. Was what he was saying true? Did Emily also like me? That was highly unlikely. There was no way someone who treated me in the way she did liked me."What makes you think Emily likes me?" I had asked because it was just too absurd."You may think she hates you but she's simply bothered by you. And why do you think that's the case? If she really hated you she would be indifferent to you, but she's not. Everything you do bothers her and makes her uncomfortable. You might think she's not affected by the things you do but she
EMILY***"You guys knew about it, didn’t you?" I asked Nila and Julie who were suddenly awfully quiet when Gabriel walked in."Who, me? I have no idea what you're talking about?" Nila asked while holding her hands to her chest in mock surprise.We all laughed."I won't lie and say I didn't know. In fact, I had a meeting with him to make sure he had changed for good," Julie said.She was always so intense. I loved it."Thanks for looking out for me," I said to her."You know I got you. Always," she said.
GABRIEL***"We're home," Mom said as she opened the door to our house.She dumped her bag onto the living room floor and went around every room as if she was announcing her presence. I shook my head. I knew she had forgotten all about it and so I picked it up and carried it to her room before I went to mine.It felt good to be back. It had been a great year, a year I would never forget but being home felt great. It felt like a sigh of relief. I had made it back. I had done it. My mother and I had chosen to relocate temporarily because it felt like a good idea to just start over in a place that was unplugged and away from real life and all the responsibilities that real life demanded from us.It had been healing to be in a place where no one kn
EMILY***“We’re gonna be late,” Nila said to me.“Just a minute,” I said as I put the finishing touches on my outfit.I was a perfectionist in everything my dressing included. Besides, today was a special day for someone special to me and I needed to look the part.“Okay, I'm ready,” I said as I turned to face Nila, “how do I look?” I asked.“You look.. Stunning,” she said, “you look really great.”“Thank you, you do too,” I said to her and she curtsied and smiled.
THE END(Bakersville High school)“Emily doesn’t want to see you right now,” Terry said to Gabriel and he could tell by the tone of her voice that she didn’t want to see him too.He still didn’t know what he had done. Was this still about the stupid argument they had had that past weekend? He wanted to believe that that was what it was but something felt incredibly off.Something very bad had happened but he had no idea what it was and he had no way of finding out either because Emily wouldn’t see him. She wouldn’t pick up his calls or answer his texts either.
EMILY***“See you on the weekend,” Mom said as she dropped me off in the parking lot.“See you,” I said as I got out of the car. I watched her drive off before I walked to my dorm room.I had a new roommate because it was part of the school rules to change roommates at the beginning of every academic year. Nila and I had hoped and prayed that fate would let us meet again as roommates but that hadn’t been the case.It almost didn’t matter, though, because we remained good friends who were always together around the school. It had been months since the school year started. In fact, it was closer to the end now than it was in the beginning. The semester in which Gabriel felt like it was ages ago- it was almost
GABRIEL **** “I heard that you were leaving,” Emily said. “At the end of the semester, yes,” I said. “What?” she asked, turning red, “I came running over because Harry made it sound like you were leaving today!” I laughed. “He probably did that on purpose,” I said, “I should thank him for that.” “We should thank him for that,” she said, “it’s about time we had this conversation anyways.” “Yeah,” I said, “I was going to save it for last but I guess now is just as great, considering you ran over and everything,” I
EMILY***“Are you sure you’re okay?” mom asked as she helped me pick up my last bag from her trunk.“I’m sure, Mom,” I said, “plus there are only a few days left until the end of the semester and I'll be back home.”“I’m only letting you go because you have finals,” she said and I couldn’t help but smile.My parents had been watching over me more carefully than ever since I went back home and it had become suffocating- I used the fact that finals were ongoing to free myself and go back to school. I just needed a few days.&ld
GABRIEL***“I think you already know what I’m going to say,” I said to Harper who was seated across from me.She was crying.“I do,” she said as she sniffled.“I am sorry for all the hurt I've caused you. I shouldn’t have dated you when I knew I had so much baggage. I only hope that you’ll find someone who will be easy to love, someone who won’t cause you as much heartbreak and pain as I have,” I said.“I’m sorry too, to you as well as to Emily. I shouldn’t have let my insecurities control me.”“I shouldn’t have pu
EMILY***“Dinner’s ready,” my Mom said, snapping me out of my thoughts.It seemed she had been standing there for a while, watching me, and I hadn’t even noticed.“I’ll be right down,” I said, and she smiled at me before she left.I had been home for the past three days. My parents had gotten wind of the news and they had come to pick me up in the evening after I talked to Harry. Final exams were ongoing, and I had been against the idea of being at home but my parents had insisted.I had appreciated the rest and being away from what had happened for the first few days, but now I wanted to go back to school. Doing nothing all day did not sit we