Maia
Its been two weeks since that night at the small gathering. I've been focusing a lot on school lately, barely giving myself any time off to have fun. Alyssa and Danny have both invite me out clubbing, to eat or to the mall, all which I've kindly rejected. Besides, I feel like I need to make sure that I'm all good in school. Lately, I've been struggling in my psychology class. Mr.Cruz have been so nice thus far with taking some after class to explain things over.
Besides avoiding my friends I'm especially trying to avoid Sophia. I've been lucky so far, I haven't seen my roommate much. I don't know if she doesn't come home at all or maybe she comes super late and wake up super early. Who knows, but I'm not complaining. I feel awkward having to see her after what what had happened at that stupid party.
Michael ran after me to "make sure I'm okay" yeah whatever. If he cared so much about my feeling or my state of mind than why the hell put me on the spot? I stepped closer to him to give him a piece of my mind but seeing as his nose was bleeding I couldn't help but worry instead. Wiping away his blood with the my thumb, I started to get teary eyed at the sight of him being hurt. This is too much for one night. Taking my hand away from his face I turned in my heels and bolted away from him.
I've been doing really good staying away from him. I mostly just see him in class and sometimes when I go to get lunch. He however, doesn't spare me a second glance.
Danny, called me nonstop. After a shit ton of unanswered missed calls, I decided to answer when he called again. A lot of apologies left my mouth . I decided to tell Danny the truth over the phone about what had happened between Michael and I. I know having this talk over the phone might seem shitty but the amount of anxiety I was feeling wouldn't have allowed me to do it in person. He listened deeply, told me it was okay. But I could hear the hurt in his voice. However, he didn't scream at me or made me feel like shit, I appreciate him for that.
So why am I avoiding him if we talked it out? Because I'm embarrassed honestly, I don't know why he doesn't think the worst about me but I feel like he should. I shouldn't have been carried away and kiss Michael that day, especially after Danny and I just had a moment.
I'm avoiding Alyssa also out of embarrassment. What if Danny told her what happened? I mean they seem to be best friends so I would be surprised. I also wouldn't blame him for telling her. I just don't want her to think low of me. I feel like a shitty person. I don't deserve them at all.
A few days later in school I heard about Danny punching Michael, which explained His bloody nose. There were some people also talking about me and how they put two and two together and figured I had sex with Danny and with Michael the same day and that's why Danny hit Michael. It's only been a few months of school and I already have a rumor going around.
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Today is Saturday and I'm really bored. I finished all my homework and I've even studied for my next exam. With nothing to do I decided to just go out for lunch myself.
Throwing on some short and an oversized shirt, I make my way out of the dorm. Bypassing the red head I had met a while ago in the bathroom, I wave her goodbye. She smiles at me and waves back. She's so nice, I thought to myself.
There's a lot of people out right now, most are hanging out with their friends, other are studying by the tress, and others are making their way to my favorite campus cafe La Unica Cafe.
Standing in line, I pull out my phone and start scrolling through social media. Looking at these instagram models really does bruise my self esteem. My phone pings with a text notification.
Danny: Hey beautiful, what are you doing?
Me: Hey! Nothing much, in line about to get some lunch. Hbu?
Stepping forward to order my food, "Hi, can I get a chicken bowl with extra cheese and a tiny amount of hot sauce please"
"Of course, anything else?"
"No, that'll be all. Thanks." The worker notes down my order and I move over to the paying station.
Sitting at my favorite window spot, I hear my phone ping again.
Danny: I'm out with friends.
Danny: Can I ask you something?
That question has a way of making my stomach feel like it wants to die.
Me: Um, yeah of course.
Taking a few spoonful of my chicken and rice, I stare at my phone waiting for his reply anxiously.
After a few minutes Danny finally replies back.
Danny: Have you been avoiding me because you no longer interested in me or is it something else? I'm only asking because I don't want to assume.
I read the text a few times. I don't know how to answer his question, I mean I like him he is really sweet and nice and he makes me feel comfortable, but when he kisses me I don't feel the spark I do when Michael kisses me or even even he is just near me.
I take a few moment to ponder on my answer.
Me: Honestly I just feel embarrassed. I know you said it was okay but it really isn't okay. I hate myself for being so careless and not telling you what happened sooner, while you've been nothing but kind and sweet to me..
Almost immediately he texts me back.
Danny: I'm kind and sweet to you because I felt like you deserve it. I still do. I honestly don't blame you, I blame the fucker. Please let me see you soon.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Danny is the sweetest fucking person ever. I don't deserve him.
Me: Okay, fine! How about we go to breakfast on Friday? Maybe we can even invite Alyssa?
Throwing out my trash, I make my way to the library. For how much I love libraries I haven't been here too much. I could really use a new book to make me escape my reality.
I take my time walking to my destination because I'm in no hurry, it's still early in the afternoon and I don't want to go to my room just yet.
Danny: I was hoping on having you to myself, but breakfast all three of us sounds good.
I carry a huge smile on my face, I'm about to type back my reply but before I can my phone goes flying out of my hand landing face down on the concrete sidewalk and my body looses its balance and sooner than later I'm on the floor counting stars.
My vision is blurry so I can't focus on the person who's helping me up. His voice is deep though and his hand feel rough and big around my arm.
"Are you okay babe?" His husky voice make the hairs on my back stand.
Rubbing my eyes, I take a step back to make some space between the person and myself.
Squinting my eyes forcing them to focus on the man's face, I notice he's tall, tan skin with some tattoos on his face and neck, his eyes are a mix of green and light brown and his hair is blacker than black. This guy must of been carved by Michael Angelou himself.
"I- I'm fine. I didn't see you, sorry" I struggled to form my words.
He laughs and gives me a beautiful view of his super white teeth and one single tooth gem that's nicely decorating his right fang.
"Well that's all good but pay attention next time I wouldn't want you hurting yourself" he lets out a cute smile exposing little chin dimple.
"Ha, I wouldn't want that either" I croak out.
"Good, I'll see you" he said showing me that perfect smile once again and disappearing into the crowed of people.
Cursing into the universe, I pick up my phone from the floor closing my eyes hoping the phone is okay, I turned the phone around and opened my eyes. I curse once again about my screen being completely cracked. Just my luck.
The library is surprisingly full today. I make my way to the fiction area, I scan for something vampire romance related. Grabbing one out of five books that peeped my interest, I search for an empty seat. It turned out to be a difficult task, so I stand awkwardly in the middle of the room, holding my bag to my chest and my book on one hand. I noticed someone waving at me. Walking closer I noticed a very young looking girl. I mean we are all young mostly, but this girl can be mistaken for a 15 year old in college. Her super blonde hair is tied up in a high bun. She has some light freckles surrounding her nose and cheeks and a beauty mark decorating her chin. Her eyes are a pale blue that can be mistaken for white. She's pretty.
"Hi, I thought you might need a place to seat" she gestures her hand to the empty chair beside her.
I give her a cheesy smile and pull back the chair. Setting my bag on the ground I place my book on the table.
"Thank you, I'm Maia by the way" flashing yet again another cheesy smile, I stretch my arm over to her.
Taking my hand in hers, she shakes my hand. "I'm Melody, nice to meet you."
Another smile later, I open my book, start to get lost in someone else's life instead of mine. I love fiction books. Being able to scape my reality and just see life as a character, gives me a break from my shity reality. After a few chapters, I place a book mark on the page I'm at and out the book in my bag. Taking advantage of being here, I bring out my psychology study book. Truth be told, I'm very interested in psychology but that doesn't mean it comes easy to me. I feel like I have to study 20x harder than the average person in order to understand what I'm reading or studying. I don't know why that is. I wouldn't say I'm stupid, but I think my brain is overflowing with memories an/or information, in which makes it hard for me to retain new information or focus most of the times. I won't give up though I'll continue to study hard if that's what it'll take for me to understand the material.
A few words were exchanged between myself and Melody. We got shushed once and that was enough for me to not want to talk anymore. I did ask where she was from and how old she is. Melody is a 21 year old girl who's originally from Georgia.
Looking at my phones time, I proceed to put my book away, getting ready to leave the library for today. An hour of escaping and two hours of studying. My eyes feel heavy and my brain is almost liquified from all the information I've read. Getting ready to leave the table, I say my goodbyes to melody, taking her number down on my broken phone, I walk out of the library.
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Trashdad: I'm starting to get impatient with you.
Trashdad: If you don't answer me, you're obligating me to find you.
Trahsdad: Fucking answer me Maia!
Those were some of messages I've been getting from my stepdad these past few days. Why can't he just fuck off? Must he keep ruining my life?
Opening each message, I don't reply. I throw my phone back inside my bag.
Mr.Cruz has been explaining how to understand peoples personality. The lesson was very interesting and for once I feel like I understand it on the first try.
I don't miss the occasional stares that Michael shoots my way. I can always feel him, and I hate how much my body reacts to him by simply just looking at me. I'm nervous and the butterflies in my stomach are doing a number on making me feel like I need to go to the bathroom and take a nervous shit.
I have been fighting myself to not give him any attention for the past hour. However, if I peak at him just once maybe he wont notice.
Turning my head ever so slightly I quickly found his eyes already looking at me. His face is freshly shaved, tattooed arm elevating his head, his black attire just adds a level of more mysteriousness and to be honest, black is his color he looks fucking hot in it. I can't stop myself from eyeing him up and down. My marvel eyes earned me a smirk from him and I had to bite my bottom lip to stop myself from smiling back.
I'm dumbfounded by his beauty and my face probably bright pink, I give him my back once more. What the hell am I doing?
Stepping out of class, this time I didn't have to stay back and have Mr.Cruz explain anything like almost every damn time I have this class. Making my way to get food, I speed walk towards my favorite place to eat. Nothing is getting between me and my chicken bowl.
The line to the cafe was immense. Waiting, I take my phone out and try to use it without cutting my finger out with the cracked screen. I will buy a new one soon.
From my peripheral vision I see two blurry but very familiar figures, entangled in each other arms. Rising my face to see better, a loud gasp leave my mouth and I rush to cover my mouth with my hand. I think all the blood left my body, at least I feel cold.
Confused, I step out of the line and slowly close the distance between myself and the couple who look like they are about to fuck against corner wall. Arms tangled around each other almost in a protective way, their eyes don't stray from each other either. I almost feel like I'm breaking something beautiful apart. Except, it can't be beautiful if it's been a secret right?
I'm trying not to be seen but when their lips meet again in what seems like a passionate kiss, I can't help but wobble on my feet making me slap the wall for support a bit too loud. The couple break the kiss and turn their head to the way the sound came from. At this point there's no point for me to hide, time to face the music.
Narrowing my eyes at them in confusion, their bodies snap away almost as if they were being pulled away by a voodoo doll. Shock is written all over their face. Danny, however looks like a deer in the head lights. He was caught red handed and I almost see regret forming. Alyssa however, looked embarrassed mostly.
The feeling of betrayal I feel right now in almost unbearable. I thought they cared about me. I thought they were my friends. I thought Danny liked me. But all this time they were together behind my back.
Without saying a word and ignoring whatever Danny was saying, I bolted out of there. Rushing to get myself to my dorm and I can just sleep and forget about this, I slam into a hard chest. Big strong arms wrapped themself around my shoulders to prohibit me from a probably painful fall.
Looking at the man who just saved me, I pull away from his embrace. Michael's eyes made their way to my lips and I don't know how to deal with this right now.
Against my better judgement, I grabbed him by the his shirt collar and pulled his lips onto mine, ignoring Danny in the background cursing out a storm.
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