The Will - 10
Hey I finally have time to write!!
Christina stood there, still. "What do you mean about my age?" Will closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You're not a college student aren't you?" "Why are we talking about this?" Christina was nervous and confused. Guiltiness started to run through her body, circulating and making her hard to breathe. Will shook his head and walked away, leaving her alone on the streets. She ran after him, tried to grab his arm, but he pushed her away," Don't touch me."
Rain. Christina knelt down, alone in the rain. Why did this ever happen? Where was the happiness she had an hour ago? What exactly happened to Will that changed his mind instantly? How did her ever know her lies and how could he walk away from her like this? Curiosity and shameless is all she had left with her to keep her company, which only made the rain harder and colder for her.
Her phone rang. Hoping that it was her prince who might changed his mind, she dug into her bag and answered. "Where the hell are you!!! I thought we're supposed to meet up at the parking lot?" Elle. Christina didn't want to speak anymore. She laid on the street, despite the awkward sights from strangers. Hurt like a kitten, she cried as loud as she could. She busted into tears. Even the weather wasn't at her side.
She woke up. Feeling soft and warmness all over her, she found herself in a white simple room. She got up and saw herself in the mirror, eyes still watery red. "You're up." A guy came into her view. A really nice-looking guy wearing shirts and jeans. He brought in hot chocolate for her. He looks like another college boy with a very simple taste of fashion. She didn't pay much attention on his appearance, since she was still hurt from yesterday.
She drank it and asked," You brought me here?" He nodded," I saw you on the streets, looking really uncomfortable." She smiled," Thanks. But now is not the right time for sending sympathy to me." He grinned and handed her a towel. "Go and hit the shower. You are just like an injured cat." She smiled and felt much better.
Rain. Christina knelt down, alone in the rain. Why did this ever happen? Where was the happiness she had an hour ago? What exactly happened to Will that changed his mind instantly? How did her ever know her lies and how could he walk away from her like this? Curiosity and shameless is all she had left with her to keep her company, which only made the rain harder and colder for her.
Her phone rang. Hoping that it was her prince who might changed his mind, she dug into her bag and answered. "Where the hell are you!!! I thought we're supposed to meet up at the parking lot?" Elle. Christina didn't want to speak anymore. She laid on the street, despite the awkward sights from strangers. Hurt like a kitten, she cried as loud as she could. She busted into tears. Even the weather wasn't at her side.
She woke up. Feeling soft and warmness all over her, she found herself in a white simple room. She got up and saw herself in the mirror, eyes still watery red. "You're up." A guy came into her view. A really nice-looking guy wearing shirts and jeans. He brought in hot chocolate for her. He looks like another college boy with a very simple taste of fashion. She didn't pay much attention on his appearance, since she was still hurt from yesterday.
She drank it and asked," You brought me here?" He nodded," I saw you on the streets, looking really uncomfortable." She smiled," Thanks. But now is not the right time for sending sympathy to me." He grinned and handed her a towel. "Go and hit the shower. You are just like an injured cat." She smiled and felt much better.
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