Chapter 8

'Rachel Amaris P.O.V'

Why is it so painful? I wanted to leave so as not to see what was happening but I could not move from where I was standing as if my foot was nailed.

He said yesterday that we would go home together, but he did not fulfill it. And earlier he said we would go home together because that didn't happen yesterday and he promised again.

I waited for ten minutes outside the gate to wait for him in case he was still not there, so I thought of going to their classroom. The case as I walk down the hallway, in the distance I can already see him. I can see that he has a beautiful woman.

It hurts, it hurts the heart. I know she's a woman but why did she do it while we were still together?

But isn't he just flinging me? But it hurts. It's like my heart is breaking as I see them.

I wiped the tears from my eyes. I walked over to them, and sniffed loudly causing them to part and look at me.

"R-rachel." Ethan's soft pronunciation of my name.

"Ethan what is this? What does it mean?" I asked nervously as my tears continued to flow.

I rushed at the impacted flirtatious woman and slapped her hard. "Rachel!" Ethan shouted loudly, and pulled the woman away from me.

"What Ethan is he still really on your side? I'm your girlfriend here and not the woman-." I haven't finished what I'm going to say when he cuts it off.

"We both know what a relationship we have Rachel, and it's nothing. I just let you go because that almost made me feel sorry for you. And you know me, I don't have a serious woman. I want to stop this game between us right now Rachel. It might just hurt us more. " this is what made my world even more ruined.

I could not speak as he walked away and left me and the woman with him, but the woman quickly chased after him. He left me again without even being able to speak like he did before at the mall.

My knees are weak, why is it so painful? We haven't been together for a long time, we haven't made many happy memories either but why is it still painful?

I bent down to wipe away my tears, my friends were gone because they had come home earlier. Now I have no sympathy. I feel like I'm too lazy to go home.

It's still early, there are still many students like me here at school who still have teachers. I sat on the bench near the field and stared blankly at the volleyball players.

No one makes those who play volleyball cry but why don't my tears stop? Do not want to be stopped.

I keep repeating in my mind what happened earlier and what Ethan told me. I'm aware of our relationship, but that he doesn't have to make me look like he just gave in to me because he feels sorry for me.

I bowed because those who saw me might think I was going crazy because I was crying.

I was shocked to feel someone sitting next to me, I was also shocked to cry. This is what happens in the teleserye where I watch the actress crying and then a man sits down or a man approaches and a handkerchief reaches the woman.

I hoped that would happen but a few seconds later no handkerchief was still reaching next to me so I felt irritated and I looked up at the person next to me.

I almost fell into my seat to see and recognize who was next to me, and even more surprisingly I caught him staring at me and when I saw that I was looking at him he didn't even avert his eyes from me.

"Why am I here? What are you doing here?" I wanted to applaud myself because I was able to speak and ask him questions.

"You're crying." he said, not answering my question.

"No ah, I'm home. Why should I cry?" my defense, I noticed his slight shake.

I was surprised when he lifted his right hand and stuck his thumb near the edge of my eyes and down my cheek. "I don't have a handkerchief, so maybe my hand is enough to wipe your tears."

She was busy wiping my tears, while I was busy staring at her face especially her eyes. Why is it so meek now? Why isn't it like I often see the emotion in his eyes now? Why is there a strange emotion in his eyes now?

Why is he there every time I'm sad and I'm not okay? Why him? Why is he wiping my tears?

I stopped at the pageemote as he pushed my forehead with his index finger, "I can wipe your tears, but I can't wipe your catarrh."

My forehead furrowed, "Catarrh?"

He blinked, his eyes returned to emotionless. "Cold."

I winced at his answer, I touched the chin of my nose whether there was a cold or not, there were shocks. I wiped it with the back of my palm. I noticed his grimace so I kicked his foot.

"You're disgusted? Why were you when you were young, after you cried you didn't have a cold dripping?" I asked in disgust, why is it that after someone cries, a cold comes out?

I'll try to google later.

He averted his eyes, you see he can't answer. I sighed, somehow the pain was a little less because it was replaced by annoyance because of the person next to me.

"Do you know your twin's fault why I'm hurting and crying now?" I said softly and kicked him to the side, he threw a bad look at me. It really hurts my heart that he is still looking at me badly.

"No, I don't know and I don't care." he said, and because of what he said I slapped him hard on the arm.

"Because you're crazy, you can see that my heart is hurting. You can still be like that. You should be good to me because your brother hurt me." I said frowning.

"I didn't hurt you. So why would I? Anyway it's your fault also why are you in that situation." he said in a lifeless voice, as if he was bored to talk and see me.

"Not my fault."

"No, it's your fault." he said emphatically, as if he was really making me look like a big fool. "You shouldn't be hurt if you don't force yourself on her. And one more thing you know she's a woman, she doesn't take a woman seriously. If there's one I'm sure it's not you."

"It hurts you to speak."

"Because it's true." no brakes he said.

"There's no brake like that? You should be reassuring me because you're the one there, that's what happens on TV and books."

"You're not in the teleserye and even more so you're not in the book, because you're in real life. Don't compare life to others. And if you think I can help you get rid of that pain in your heart that you're the only one who did it, then You are mistaken." he said, before standing up. My face wrinkled, he was right.

It's my fault why I'm hurting now, if I hadn't pushed and squeezed myself into Ethan, I wouldn't be hurting now.

"Evan, wait a minute." I shouted as he took a few steps away from my seat.

He stopped walking but he did not turn around, I quickly got up and ran closer to him. "Even if you echoss and hate you, I will accept the ice cream you will offer me, just soothing."

Because of what I said his forehead furrowed, "What? I didn't say I would set you free. And-." I didn't let him finish what he was going to say.

"All right, even now, be a good creature at least. For someone as unlucky as I am in love." after I said that I pouted and made puppy eyes, I could see his grimace.

End the end, it was Evan and I and it was outside seven eleven while I was eating ice cream while he was just like me eating chocolate flavor ice cream.

I thought he wouldn't let me think he would leave me and ignore me but here we are now and he accompanied me.

Somehow the pain eased my heart, somehow the pain eased.

I can't quite imagine that whenever I had a problem Evan and I were always left together, he was always the one I was with and I ran away from. Then we don't have a sensible conversation and we are always enemies.

"Don't stare me like that." said the one not looking at me.

I grinned, "What are you looking at? I'm not looking at you."

He suddenly looked at me, "Really? You don't?"

"Yeah, you haven't seen it. You're to blame." my defense.

"But I saw you at my peripheral vision, staring at me." he said proudly as if boasting.

"Where are you, you're just distracted." I smirked, he just shrugged and continued eating ice cream.

When the two of us had finished eating, we stood up and looked at each other and at the same time looked away, it was a bit awkward.

We only walked seven eleven because it was so close to the school we were attending, "Why didn't we drive here earlier? Other than it was just near seven eleven."

"Because I don't have a car." he simply replied, as we were walking together, we were already making our way to the tricycle parking lot.

"Why didn't you bring it? When I really had a car everywhere I go I would bring it."

"Gas is expensive."

I was stunned when he said, "Seriously? With that wealth you're causing gas problems?"

"Yes, and besides I really want to experience to ride in tricycle." I looked at him because he said, is he really serious? Would he like the tricycle experience?

While many students or poor people are tired of riding a tricycle because it is overcrowded, some can act. But he? Would he still want to repeat?

This shiver really shakes me. Also different.

When we got to the tricycle parking lot we rode outside because the inside was full.

"Evan." I call someone I remember.

"Oh?" his lifeless voice asked.

"Did you pay the fare last time, when we were together?" I asked and looked at him, I saw him avoiding looking at me. My eyes narrowed, "What, you answered?"

"What do you think?"

I pinched him on the side causing him to softly moan, "I'm talking to you properly, don't fool me."

"Yes, now your okay?" trace the irritation in his voice.

I nodded stupidly, why did he pay? Why did he exempt me from the fare then? It occurred to me that he had paid the fare but I couldn't believe it, but it was even more unbelievable to hear the answer from him himself.

I was so bitten under my cheek, I couldn't understand. I don't understand anything. I was confused, he was always doing something to me that I didn't expect, I didn't expect him to do it for me.