At this point, I wish I did not come. I already knew my results. So why was I here? Was it because I wanted to watch Quinn beg for me back? Or for Chloe to watch him kneel at my feet? Well whatever the reason was I could not think of it.
My teacher started to call out names in alphabetical order. Since my surname started with a W I have time to space out. Quinn was burning the back of my head with his laser focused gaze. At this point, he did not care that Chloe was shouting at him or that he got the attention of the whole class.
He just sat there and stared. I continued to mind my own business. I started mentally go back though my favourite book, Emperor's edge by Lindsey Buroker. I absolutely love Sicarius; I really have a thing for assassins. I am going through the amazing in which Sicarius is the main character when my name is unfortunately called. Oh, my, if only he had black heart and dark brown eyes instead of blond hair, then he would have been perfect.
My teacher looks at me with big, round, soft brown eyes. She has been sweet to me all these years; she was the mother I had never had. I think she would have adopted me if it were allowed to. She cleared here throat and said,' well it's a surprise to see you here Miss White, you normally avoid coming on the last day of school." She looked at me with such kind eyes that I felt uncomfortable. It's not normal for me to get such kindness.
I took my report and headed for the door, after you are done collecting your report, then you can just leave. It's a weird school, but I still like it. No assembles on the last day. Unlike most schools, you come and personally get your report and if your parents have not seen it in 2-3 days then they can call and the school would give then a digital copy. So in this case, Kimberly always got my report for me so that I did not have to come to school. What a friend.
For reference, anybody that asks why they hand us our reports rather than just mailing them or sending them through emails, is because they thought since this would be a great chance for the children to have some acknowledgement from their parents, since you know rich parents. It was a way for the school to ensure that the children connected with their parents, but I don't think it works that much if you ask me. Rich kids live a very different life compared to other kids our age.
I raced out of the school, I wanted to head back to the orphanage and give the director my report. Last time I forgot to give it to here was in 4th grade. I was given the longest lecture of my entire life. From that point forward, I did not forget to do so. But before I could make it one step to freedom, someone grabbed me and pulled me into an empty classroom.
It was Quinn, I should have known. He looked scared and desperate. What now? Was he going to lie to my face again? Saying that it was a mistake and that it won't happen again. Or that he was drugged and did not realize what he was doing? He grabbed both my arms and fell to the floor crying. I just rolled my eyes. Not this again. When is he going to get it, I don't want nor love him any more, and he should just give up.
When I got a closer look at his, he was dirty and looked like he did not sleep for days. Not like I cared. He stopped looking at the ground and stared deeply into my eyes, he was still handsome with tear stained chicks and swollen eyes. He said in a hoarse voice," Please Trina take me back, I truly regret what I did to you and I never meant to make you feel that way. I was just scared to face my feelings, and in the end I made you suffer. I am really sorry, just give me a second chance." With that he stared visibly shaking. I started to feel bad for him.
I slowly released my hands from his hold, placed my fingers on his chi. I lifted his face so that it could meet me sad one. With a half heart, I sighed and said," I forgive you.'. Hope sparked in his eyes, but before he could jump for joy, I said," But we can't be together. I hope you understand, you betrayed my trust, my love, you betrayed me. And for that I cannot be with you any more. I set you free, Quinn." And with that I left.
I left him screaming out my name. I left him crying on the floor. I left with tears running down my face. I just left it all. In life, there are no second chances, so I can't define the rules of life.
I bumped into Chloe in the school corridor. She was shouting Quinn's name. She took one good look at me and snared. She tried to stop me, but I ran past her. She ran towards the same direction that I had just left.
I ran out of the school and went straight to the beach, I could not go back to the orphanage in this state. People looked at me with concerned eyes. I pushed past them and ignored the ones that told me to stop. I couldn't handle it any more. Why was this happening to me? All I wanted was a happy ending, but all of that was taken away from me. Well, maybe it was just because I was that unlucky. I sometime wish I was never born. Potentially, then I would have not suffered so much.
I ran all the way to my favourite spot on the beach. It was secluded, so I would not have to worry about anybody finding me. Quinn did not know about it, so I was safe.
I lay down and looked up at the endless blue sky and began to heal myself. If this sense, I let it all out. All the pain and betrayal, the loneliness and sleepless nights. I let it all out. Of course, the pain does not go away, but this makes it a bit bearable in my case.