?WINGLESS AND BEAUTIFUL?
?EPISODE 35?
I stood a few feet behind him. I took a deep breath
again and then I said, “Hunter…”
The minute I called him, he stopped what he was doing
but he didn’t turn around to face me. He took something out
from his locker.
“What do you want?” he asked in a cold voice.
Yes. What do I want?
I drew in a deep breath again. “Do you… do you know
who I am?” It was the only question I could think of…
simple, short and direct to the point.
He paused for a second, but he still didn’t turn to look at
me.
I waited for like an eternity before he closed his locker
with a stronger force than required and then finally he
turned to me.
A cold expression was pasted on his face. He stared at me for a moment with narrowed eyes, as if he was trying his best to recognize me, remember me.
“No,” he finally said shaking his head. “Apparently, I
don’t know you at all.” I thought my heart broke at that
instance. Then he added, “Oh, wait. Right. You’re Chaise
Anderson’s girlfriend,” he said flatly, his eyes were devoid of
any emotion… like he didn’t care at all.
That surprised me. The last time I checked, I was his
girlfriend but he was acting like he wasn’t interested in me
anymore.
He was acting like we didn’t have a past and the
mere presence of me disgusts him, just like the rest of the
kids in this school.
I couldn’t find my voice. My heart was breaking inside and I was struggling to stand straight or breathe properly.
He took a step towards me. His eyes were boring through me. He stood too close, I could almost feel his warmth. I could smell his sweet, masculine cologne. I could see his pupils dilating.
He continued looking down at me with that angry expression on his face. I couldn’t recognize him at all.
He looked the same as the guy I loved… but this wasn’t him
anymore. Even though he couldn’t see me before, he never looked at me this way.
“Is there a problem here?” a familiar voice asked behind
us, taking us both out of the trance we were in.
I turned around and found Chaise looking carefully at
Hunter. Without taking his eyes from him, he reached out
and pulled me away so I could stand next to him.
“Are you okay, babe?” he asked as he looked down at
me. I couldn’t answer. I could still feel Hunter’s closeness
electrifying me.
Funny, I could now see the huge difference between
these two boys. Being close to Chaise felt like being safe
and comfortable.
Like you’re snuggling your childhood blanket. Being close to Hunter felt electric, like pulling away from gravity or magnetic poles. No matter how hard you try to fight it, you won’t win against it… no matter how dangerous and unsafe it is, no matter how much pain it
might bring you… you still want to succumb to it… give in…
give it all up for him.
“Babe? Seriously?” Hunter laughed as if it was the most
ridiculous thing he’d ever heard. I wanted to slap him
because he made it sound like Chaise dating me was a laughable joke… like anybody dating me was a laughable
joke.
Chaise apparently felt the same way too. “Yes!
Seriously! Do you have a problem with that?” he asked
angrily. He shoved me behind him, as if he was shielding me
from Hunter. I was reminded of the night he saved me from
those potheads. I almost forgot that Chaise felt it was his
mission to protect me.
Hunter looked at how Chaise stood in front of me and he
seemed disgusted even more. He balled his hands into fists
and raised a challenging brow at Chaise.
My heart pounded inside my chest. I didn’t want this to get out of hand.
Oh no! This is not happening!
“Chaise… let’s go,” I said, pulling Chaise away.
Chaise was looking at Hunter angrily too, he didn’t even
move a muscle when I pulled him.
“Chaise, please,” I begged.
Finally, I felt Chaise relax. He pointed a finger at Hunter
and said, “Stay the hell away from her!”
Hunter glared at him said, “Gladly!”
Chaise finally took my hand and we walked away. After a
few seconds, we heard a loud bang. Neither I nor Chaise
turned around but we both knew what that noise was.
Hunter couldn’t resist punching his locker door.
Chaise shook his head coolly, as if he couldn’t believe
there was a guy who had such a bad temper and could stay
angry all the time. I couldn’t believe it too.
Hunter, even when he was blind and mad at the world, was cool. He was quiet and he bottled it all up inside him. He was smart
enough to keep his emotions under control.
But now… he was randomly punching kids and insulting people… insulting
me. And he didn’t even know me. He looked like he didn’t
recognize me, not even my voice.
If he really loved me… my
voice would have been familiar to him, even if he had no
idea what I looked like. And even if he didn’t remember me,I didn’t know Hunter could be so mean.
The way he looked
at me… spoke to me… it was like he was disgusted with me.
“You okay?” Chaise asked, concern was all over his
voice.
I nodded. “I thought you were going to fight with him. I
felt scared. He just had a corneal transplant, and I’ve seen you fight. It won’t be good for his operation.”
Chaise stared at me for a long moment.
Then he grinned. “Well… I don’t care if he gets blind again. He has no right insulting you like that. You know I will always
protect you, right?
I am your guardian angel, after all.”
I smiled at him. I may have forever lost Hunter’s love…
but at least I was thankful that for now… I have Chaise’s
friendship to count on.
It may not be fair to Chaise that he was only a friend… a protector… a guardian angel to me.
But I was hoping things would all fall into place someday.
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