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Bleeding Tears: Chapter Three
Romance
 Created on 6-17-07
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As we reached my door step he stuttered a good night and waited for me to walk inside. I didn’t want him to leave and I could tell he didn’t want to either. He took along time to say goodnight.
“Hey wait, don’t you want to stay? I mean so we can work on our home work together?” I blurted out as he walked away. I couldn’t tell right away, put from my view it looked like he smirked. He turned around walked back up to the door step and said,
“Can my cat come inside, too?” He asked and I said sure. As we walked inside my house I can tell his eyes were wondering around the room.
“You can sit on the couch while I go get some notes from my room.” I instructed him. As he walked over to the couch to the left of the room he began to look around the room. He saw the television in front of the couch, then to the windows surrounding the couch. He noticed there was a chair with a book self next to it as I walked in the hallway to get to my room. He got up and moved pasted the low coffee table, to see the photos on the book self. He then moved to look at the photos hanging up on the hall way wall. I walked out side my door not looking for anything in the way and I bumped into him.
“I’m sorry.” I said.
“No it was my fault, I was supposed to stay on the couch, but I didn’t.” He told me.
“Alright well, come to the coffee table please, so we can begin our work.” I said to him as I sat the materials I got from my room down on the table. He sat on the ground next to me as we wrote our paper. I was getting tired of the dead silence in the air.
“Hey Toluse, who do you have a crush on some one?” I blurted out. There wasn’t really any point in asking this question, just something to start a conversation.
“Why do y-you ask t-that?” He stuttered while moving back from his spot with a bright red face.
“No reason just trying to start a conversation. Why does it bug you?” I said with a smirk.
“N-No!” He said.
“Then why does it bug you so much when I ask you that! Huh?” I said with an evil smile.
“B-Because!”
“Why!”
“W-Why do y-you care!”
“Because it’s bugging you so much and now I’m curious!” I shouted as I crawled over to the part of the room he back up to. Why is he bugging out so much? I mean come on I keep secrets. Still, I wonder.
“Why are you freaking out so much? Is it because you like me?” I said with a playful tone in my voice as I’m joking. He mumbles something that I can’t hear.
“What did you say?” I ask. He mumbles it again. I don’t’ repeat things twice and when I have to I get upset so I go over to him, I pull his face up to meet me eye to eye and say it again.
“What did you say?!” I shouted.
“Yes!” He yelled in my face and turned around so I couldn’t see his face. I’m shocked, so shocked. Why would he like me, no one ever likes me! “I should be leaving now.” He said while standing up and putting his papers in his bag in a rush.
“You don’t have to.” I say tugging his shirt. A color of red begins to show in his checks.
“O-Okay.” He says while sitting back down on the carpet with me. “Why do you want me to stay?” He asks.
“Because I wanted some one to talk to. I’m very confused. Did you notice that Roxie gave a note to Christian and a kiss before she left the park? Also how Christian ran after her when she did?” I questioned him.
"Yeah, sadly to say. I figured you would be confused by that.” He answered and frowned.
“What! What does that mean?” I shout.
“Well come on I know you like him.” He said. Why does everyone think I like him! He’s my best friend! I think? Does he mean more then a friend to me?
“I don’t like him!” I shout at him.
“Well then does that mean you love him? You’re giving all the right signs to him that you do!” He returns my yell. Am I giving signs? I didn’t know I was. I’m so confused now. As I’m silent he notices and must have thought he said something wrong. He looked down with a frown and began to pack his stuff and stood up. He walked to the door, called Larry and said good night.
“Good night.” I whispered back. I run straight for my room with the phone and call Grete to talk about what I’ve just experienced. Walking into the gloomy room I call my own, which has white wallpaper, and black carpeting. I go to the futon in the corner across the room, passing the dresser with the many glass figures, awards, and boom box on it, and the bathroom door to my left. Along with the closet door, computer/phone desk, and clothes bin. Landing my self on the futon next to the window with black curtains, end table, and waste basket I listen to the ringing in my ear, I grab the object in my end table drawer, next to my bed, that’s wrapped up in bloody tissues. Just incase things are going to make me confused and then depressed, again.
“Hello?” I hear from the phone.
“Grete!” I shout in the phone.
“The one and only, what’s up?” She tells me.
“I need some one to talk to I’m very confused.” I tell her.
“What’s the problem this time?” She says in a huff.
“Do you know who Toluse likes?” I ask her.
“Um yes, why do you care suddenly?”
“Because at my house just a few minutes ago, he admitted he likes me.” I explain.
“Oh really! Tell me ever little detail of how it happened!” She squeals.
“Grete no! This is serious, also does every one of my friends think I like Christian?” I ask.
“Sure everyone gossips about it. You act like you do. Why are you so concerned about this?” I couldn’t go on, I was just too confused. I hung up on her and got online to type an entry on live journal. So I walked across the room to the other side where my computer is setting on my desk. I tried to figure out what happened, but it made no sense. I began to cry.
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