Angel wings

Chapter nineteen - He is weird

Melanie's POV:

For the past week, Jordan has been acting differently. It feels like he wants to tell me something. He doesn't know how. I will gladly help him, but I can't. Something is bothering him. I can see it. I tried to ask, but he didn't tell me anything. I don't know what else to do. Once, I saw Noah. I was outside with Natalie. The way they look at each other says it all. These two need to date. I asked him about his best friend, but nothing. There are two possibilities. He doesn't know anything or doesn't want to tell me. That is between them. I won't insist anymore. My only wish is that this will be something good. Despite that, nothing else happened. I keep wearing my bracelet every day. Something in it makes me want to keep on. I know there is a reason why he gave it to me. It might be the same for which I gave him the book. I would love to try with him. The thing is that I'm not sure if it will work. The reason is that I can't know if it will work. He is the first person who got my interest. I think all this is based on the tattoos we have. That's why I should think carefully before I do something. After all, I don't want to make a mistake. At least something interesting happened. Jordan told me that he saw Katy and Chelsea at a party. All the people were from Noah's university. I wonder how they found out about it. Even if they had invited me, I would've denied it. I don't want to go there. Let's say that I prefer to do other things. Also, I didn't know anyone there. Maybe that is if we don't talk about his friends. I hope that I can help him with his problem.

Lately, Jordan has been weird. When we talk, I feel like he wants to tell me something. Maybe it's about me. I'm not sure. I can't help him if he doesn't talk to me. We talk about everything else besides that. His friends didn't help me either. Yesterday, I saw them outside. I asked if they knew something, but no. It looks like he won't tell anyone about this. I'm not mad, but I would like it if he shared things with me more. Well, that is his decision.

Currently, I am in class. I texted Jordan during my break, but there was no answer. I might need to see him after school. I don't want to say I'm worried, but I am. I have no idea what is going on with him. I checked my phone to see when the class would finish. Natalie passed me a note. Right now, I don't want to deal with this. Only the name on top was enough for me. At the end of the class, I threw it away. I'm not doing favors to anyone. I took my things and walked to my locker. Soon, Natalie followed me.

- What is going on? Your head is somewhere else.

- Nothing.

- Melanie, I know you.

- I don't want to talk about it.

- It's about Jordan. Right? Did something happen to him?

- No, he is fine.

- Then?

- Why do you need to know everything? I said I wouldn't talk about this. That's it.

- But Melanie.

- No!

- Hello. - Katy said

- Hey.

- What's wrong with her?

- I don't know. She doesn't want to say anything.

- Leave this to me. - Chelsea said

- Good luck.

- Melanie, you have two options. The first one is for you to tell us everything. The sound one is for us to make you say it. Choose.

- I'm choosing not to speak. - I said

- That is not an option.

- I don't care.

- What is wrong with you? Since when did you start hiding things from us?

- Me? What about the party a week ago? You and Katy were the only high school students. The other people were from the university.

- How do you know about this? - Katy asked

- Does it matter? You didn't tell us anything.

- Because we knew that you would say no. - Chelsea said

- It doesn't matter. You are still hiding it.

- Girls, don't argue. Please. - Natalie said

- I don't need to tell you what is happening in my life every minute. - I said

- So do we.

- Good. I have nothing else to say.

- We either.

- Great. Have a great class. - I said and left

Sometimes, I can't stand them. Natalie tried to talk with me, but I pushed her off. I want to be alone. On the lunch break, I stayed inside. I didn't want to eat. I might get a cupcake or something else when I see Jordan. Hopefully, he will be in the mood. I don't need to deal with him as well. I checked my phone, but there was still no answer from him. He might never do it.

After school, I took my things and walked out. I won't talk with the girls now. Maybe Jordan can tell me what to do. I went to the shop and saw Cassie. She made me a sign to wait and went to call him.

- Hey.

- Oh, hey. Do you want something to drink?

- Yes, make me a Frappuccino. Also, add one cupcake.

- Which one?

- Is this with vanilla?

- Yes.

- Then give me one.

- Here you go.

- Is your phone with you?

- It's in my pocket.

- Does it have some battery left?

- I charged it last night. The battery is on ninety-five percent.

- Interesting.

- Why?

- I texted you, and you didn't even bother to answer me.

- I'm sorry. I was busy. I'll make it up to you.

- You can't. Lately, I feel like everyone started ignoring me.

- It's not that.

- This is not only about you. I had a small fight with the girls.

- Did something happen?

- No, they wanted to know some things about me. Then I told them about the party. I mean, the one where you saw them.

- Really? I didn't want to cause problems.

- You didn't. Don't worry.

- Then why are you upset?

- Because you are acting weird. Everything looked fine before. I don't know what happened. Did I do something to you?

- No, no. It has nothing to do with you. I had some problems.

- This is not a valid answer.

- I know.

- What do you have to tell me?

- What?

- I see it. Something is bothering you.

- I don't know how to say it.

- With words?

- It's not that easy. Why don't you tell your parents about the tattoos?

- It's not that easy.

- See? Give me some time.

- Is it something that bad?

- No, it's not.

- Then?

- Please, don't insist.

- Fine. Here is my money. You can keep the change.

- Melanie, wait!

- Bye. - I said and left

There is nothing else I can do. He doesn't want to talk to me. That is his choice. I was walking when someone grabbed my hand and pulled me for a hug. Here it is again. I mean, that feeling. I can't describe it, but it makes me feel different. It's like I'm safe. No matter that, nothing will happen to me. I looked up and saw him.

- I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

- Why?

- Because I want you to do it. I will never hurt you, and you know it.

- I'm not sure anymore.

- I have struggled as well.

- Does this thing have something to do with me?

- Yes.

- Will I suffer from it?

- No.

- Are you sure?

- I am. Look, I need to find the right words. Also, I want to make sure that you will understand me correctly.

- I see. I guess I can wait for some time.

- Thank you.

- I will go home now.

- You can stay in the shop. I will keep you company.

- Thanks, but I prefer to go home.

- Everything will be fine. Talk with your friends.

- I don't know if I want to do it. I need some time for myself.

- All I can tell you is to rest. Don't do anything.

- Will you mind if we go out later?

- Not at all. I would love that.

- How about after dinner? Maybe around 9 pm?

- It sounds good to me. Where should I wait for you?

- At the park where I saw you with your friends.

- Great. I'll be there.

- Thanks. I will go now. Bye.

- Bye. - he said, and I left

At least he is not mad at me. I expected this to happen. I'm curious to know what he has to tell me. Well, I won't pressure him. When he feels ready, he will talk to me about everything. I went home and started with my lessons. Natalie called me, but I didn't answer. I don't want to talk with anyone right now. After some time, my parents came home. I decided to help my mom with dinner. The thing is that I wanted to talk with her. She might tell me what to do. I don't know with who else I can talk about this.

- Mom?

- Yes.

- Can we talk?

- Sure. You can help me with dinner if you want.

- That's why I'm here. This is my excuse. - I said, and she laughed

- Did something happen?

- I had a small fight with the girls. Mostly, it was with Katy and Chelsea.

- Why?

- Because they want to know what I do all the time. They think I'm hiding things.

- Are you?

- Maybe.

- Then why are you mad?

- They don't need to know what I do every minute of my life.

- Best friends don't hide things from each other.

- Really? Then why they didn't tell me that they went to a party?

- What? I'm confused.

- They went to a party without telling me.

- Honey, you don't like parties.

- It doesn't matter. This is still hiding.

- Compare the things you hide with this party.

- I don't understand why I can't have things for myself. My life is not an open book. I don't need to share everything.

- True, but you can't hide things from them.

- I planned to tell them everything, but I don't know when. I don't feel ready for this.

- Can I know what your secret is?

- I'm sorry. Right now, I can't tell you anything.

- I see. What do you want me to do for you?

- Tell me what to do. I don't need to share everything that is going on in my life. Some things are private.

- You shouldn't be mad that they didn't tell you about this party.

- I'm not mad. I told them this because they accused me of hiding things.

- How do you know they were there?

- Someone told me. It doesn't matter who.

- I think all of you spend too much time together. You are addicted to knowing every single thing you do.

- I respect people's privacy, and they should respect mine.

- That's true, but you can't compare a party with your stuff.

- Yes, I can.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, I am. It's their fault.

- Honey.

- Leave me alone! - I said and left

I stayed in my room until it was time for dinner. I ate a little bit and then walked out. It was early to meet Jordan, but I could walk around. I have nothing else to do. After some time, I arrived at the park. Jordan was already there. I guess it's not only me who came early. I walked up to him, and we started walking.

- You are quiet. Did something happen?

- No, everything is fine. I tried to talk with my mom, but she didn't understand me.

- Maybe you didn't explain her things well. I don't know.

- Forget it. I don't want to talk about this.

- Then for what?

- How was your day? Did something happen after I left?

- Nothing. There weren't that many customers today.

- Is this what you want to do? I mean, your job.

- It will be nice to have my shop. Maybe even a few in town.

- Another coffee one?

- Yeah, something like this.

- It seems nice.

- I don't know when this will happen. Probably, it won't be soon.

- Good things take time.

- That is true.

- I'm sure you will have success.

- I hope so.

Jordan and I kept walking and talking. Now, he seems calmer. I expect him to tell me what is bothering him soon. I can insist, but I won't do it. After all, he is not pressuring me for anything. At least I can talk with him. I hate to argue with the girls, but things like that happen. It's part of being friends with someone. There is no such thing as perfect friendship. The good news is that this doesn't happen often. Maybe my mom is right. We spend too much time together. We need to do other activities alone or with someone else. I hope that the girls won't understand me in the wrong way.