Chapter Sixteen

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Chapter Sixteen i walked up the stairs. is it too gothic to say my heart feels like it's just been ripped out and i just want to die right now? and the worst part is, i was the one who made it that way. i dont know how Josh really feels about me, but if he likes me half as much as he says he does then he would be feeling the same way. am i a bad person? maybe i shouldn't have told him i hate him. it was a lie. i know that. i dont hate him. how could i? im madly in love with him. i need to get my mind of this. i walked into the garage, nothing was in there. so i went back and started moving all the stuff from the hall way into the garage. im not bringing my stuff down yet though. but....maybe my CD player and some music....hummm..maybe the Murderdolls. i ran up stairs and into my room. i grabbed my played and headed back down stairs, over to the CD wall looking through all the bands till i found the one i wanted and then turning around and screaming, as i saw a stranger standing in my front room door way. 'what the f**k, Who are you? how did you get in here?!?' i yelled, demanding an answer. he smiled. 'dont f*****g smile, really how did you get in here' i asked again, but a little calmer. 'im magic, i poofed in' he giggled. i smiled and walked past him. he followed. 'Josh's upset' he told me. i carried on walking. I guess this guy was '''Jimmy' 'well, boo woo for Josh.' i said coldly. 'he shouldn't be such a bastard then should he' i said. 'he said you told him you hate him' JIm said. i stopped and turned to look at him. and nodded. 'yeah, i said that whats your point?' i questioned. 'my point is, why would you say some thing that hurt him so much if you dont mean it?' for some one who acts like an over sized child, he was pretty smart. i just looked at him. 'and what makes you think i dont mean it?' i asked. he thought about it for a minute. 'the fact that you love him maybe' my god, this guy is kinda annoying. i shock my head and walked into the garage. he still followed. 'you know, you can leave any  time you want' i told him. 'i still dont even know how the f**k you go in here' he smild again. i can see im never getting an answer to that question. 'doing some DIY?' he asked. 'wow, is it that obvious' i snapped. i felt bad. why was i pissed at him? it wasn't him. it was Josh. 'well, can i help...i wont talk about him, promise' he asked. i smiled. and nodded. 'one question though??' he asked. i turned to look at him. 'any cookies?' i giggled and nodded. he smiled and ran through the door and into the kitchen. i like Jimmy, he's really funny. i plugged in my CD player, popped in the CD and blasted Murderdolls - my dark place alone. Jimmy came running back into the room, cookies in hand and stuffing his face. i laughed and we got to work painting.....
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