{A week later}
I was sitting in a dark place but I knew it was my backyard. How did I know that? I don't know.
I saw the light. I smiled because I knew it was the mystery guy. I stood up and waited for the ball of light to reach me.
"Hey, I missed you," I spoke but I almost got shocked when it answered me.
"I missed you too." A voice spoke. I could tell it was Mr Brown's voice.
"Are you Mr Brown?" I asked it.
"Who do you think I am, Noah?"
"I don't know. You just sound like him." I shrugged.
"Noah, it's all in your imagination. I am not even a real person." I looked at him in utter confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"First you didn't know who the person was and you never heard me speak, now you think it's your 'Literature' teacher, you are hearing his voice. Tomorrow you will think it's one of your friends and I'll sound ju
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"I thought you won't come." I said when I heard footsteps approaching me. I was sitting at our usual spot. "And what made you think that?" He questioned me as I felt him take a seat beside me. Knowing that he was my teacher only made me like him more because he was risking it all for me. "Nothing, it was just a thought." I shrugged, not knowing what to answer because that’s what I felt. There was no reason behind it. "I tried so hard but I couldn't keep myself away from you for more than a week." He sighed making me smirk because he did try to avoid me but failed. "Is that so Mr. Brown?" I wiggled my eyebrows, nudging him in the stomach with my elbow. I heard him chuckle. "You do know that you are adorable, right?" He cooed making my cheeks hot. I bit my lip, turning away my head. "So now we are on speaking terms?" I tried to change the topic but he wasn’t letting it go. "You look more adorable when you blush." He spoke making
"Now where were you?!" I heard mum speak in very angered tone. "I told you that I was with-" I got interrupted. "Hey mate!" I heard Keith's voice and I sighed. "I-" before any word could come out of my mouth I got cut off again. "I get a call from you saying you are with Keith and Keith comes here to check on you because apparently you had blacked out in school and was taken to the hospital?! Why was I not informed?!" she said with a stern tone. "Mum listen-" she cut me off, again. "When did you start lying Noah? I clearly remember I didn't teach you how to lie so where did you learn that from?!" she asked. "Mum I-" she cut me off again. "Why are there bruises on your face every time you come home?!" "Not every time mum. I-" she cut me off again. "I didn't expect this childish-" this time I cut her off. "MUM!" "Please listen to me." I said calmly. "No Noah, I need to call your sch
It had been a week that Mr. Brown and I had changed our meeting spot. It was no longer the back garden. It was in Mr. Brown's office. We both didn't know what Mateo was doing there that day but we both didn't want to risk anything so, we didn't investigate. Meeting in Mr. Brown's office was a risk too. Anyone could walk right on us anytime, teachers, students and the worst principal but we only had this place to meet. He had asked me a week ago about visiting his house and never brought up that conversation again. Mateo had caught up with me after that conversation in café. He asked for my forgiveness again and again. At first, I thought he was just trying to impress and win Keith back but when I forgave him, he didn't make a move that showed he was doing it for Keith. To be honest, I wanted Keith and Mateo to get back together but I was happy to know that for once he was actually sorry and was not trying to impress his boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend. There was one mor
I could hear the light music ringing in my ears as I was in my half sleep. I fluttered my eyes open and rolled in the smooth sheets, smiling to myself when I realized that they were silk and I was not home but at Mr. Brown’s place. I love silk sheets but they are expensive so I don't ask mum to buy them for me but they always feel good. I sat up, yawning and stretching. The music was still playing lightly and it was very refreshing. I got up and searched for my cane. After few minutes of roaming around my room like a lost puppy, I finally found it. Walking out of the door, I had no idea where I was going. I hoped I wouldn’t bump into things but I guess that house was really huge because I didn’t trip over anything. I could hear distant chattering voices over the music now and I instantly recognized one as Mr. Brown’s. I smiled and tried to follow that voice. The voice became clearer and the music started fading as I walked further. "I
My feet dragged me out of the class as if they had mind of their own as they rushed me to Ryan’s office during the lunch break but of course how would I call it a day without bumping into someone. "Oh, I’m sorry." I instantly apologized considering it was my fault. "Noah, where did you go yesterday?" I heard Keith's voice. Thank God I only bumped into Keith but then his words registered and I shivered thinking about yesterday’s event. "I... Uh... I went home." I tried to lie but considering my fucked up history in lying I failed miserably. "You’re lying. You missed my trials. Mateo was looking for you. Why was Mateo looking for you?" He questioned skeptically. "I promised him to help him for his math test but I had to go." I hurriedly spoke because I wanted to escape this interrogation. I was so fidgety. "What? When did you two become friends, Noah?” His tone was hands down very rude and filled of jealousy. "Tone it down, Keith
Twenty minutes had passed approximately and Ryan had still not come back. Now I was more curious to know what could possibly be the reason for this and what was so important that Lyla couldn’t wait few hours to tell Ryan about it. I decided to go check it myself. I knew they were talking in Ryan’s bedroom. I had the directions to his room in my mind from yesterday so, I got up leaving my phone on the couch, music still blaring through its speakers and stumbled towards his bedroom. As I was getting closer to his bedroom, the music started to fade and their voices started to become louder but not loud enough for me to hear. I walked further and when their voices started forming words in my brain, I stopped to eavesdrop. I know it was bad of me to invade someone’s privacy but I couldn’t help it. I always felt that Ryan was hiding something from me and I so wanted to know badly about it. "But I never did that. You know I’m not like that." I heard Ryan grunt as he
I was waiting impatiently for the bell to ring so I could just sprint off to Ryan’s office. I was really in a bad mood, considering my mum had grounded me yesterday and this morning reminded me that I should be home in 10 minutes. I left without having breakfast to show her how mad I was at her. I barged into Ryan’s office, didn’t find it necessary to ask permission. By now, I knew my way around his office like the back of my hand so, I directed myself to the chair and flopped down on it, crossing my arms over my chest with an angered expressions on my face. “Okay…?” I heard Ryan dragging the word as if trying to understand what was wrong with me. I didn’t answer. “You look pissed.” He concluded with a chuckle. “I am!” I snapped at him but suddenly realized it wasn’t his fault so, took a deep breath before opening my mouth again. “I’m sorry but I am.” I spoke in a soft tone, feeling bad for snapping at him for no reason. “What happened
Do I really think like that? Is there really a part of my brain where these kind of thoughts live; where the thought that my friends, family and Ryan don’t like me, resides? The thoughts like they all are better off without me? The thoughts of self-pitying? How come that part of my mind was so hidden from me? How come I never noticed that I was being suicidal? I was sprawled on the bed, thinking about the dream I had. I couldn’t believe somewhere in my mind I was self-pitying myself when I hated the pity in the first place. I had myself locked in my room. I really wanted to stay out of everyone’s sight for a while. The dream messed me up. Never once in my life I had a dream like that where I thought that the love I get is not real. A knock on the door snapped me out of my jumbled up thoughts. I groaned and placed a pillow on my face, not really wanting to get up but another knock on the door and I shot up to open the door. “Noah…” I heard Mu