OPHELIA'S POV
"What do you want?"
Please say you were concerned and wanted to check up on me.
Please say that you couldn't bear to let me be alone.
"Uhh, nothing actually. I was sent by the teacher to check up on you."
Fuck.
I hate him.
It could have been anything but this. My heart hurt from all these expectations that kept being hit into pieces.
"Good to know. So? Are you done checking, Diego?"
"N- Yeah, yeah, actually I am, Ophelia."
I left out of there. Xavier was clearly done with me.
I ran through the hallway. I couldn't bear to sit in a class after this. I had missed so many classes hadn't I?
God, I am tired.
Tired of running.
Tired of this love that just kept scarring me.
Tired of saving Xavier even when he didn't wan to be saved.
Tired of every damn thing.
I felt a sting on my wrist and tried to ignore it.
