"Sapphire, I thought this will make things easy for both of us. I thought... maybe you'd at least... talk to me. What do you want me to do? What do all those guys in the school have that I don't, to get at least a genuine smile from you?" His voice was low as if he was in pain. He looked sad and disheartened. It's been fun all this while but I think the conversation had taken a leap. I could see that he was being serious. His words tugged at my heart. A foreign feeling had immersed within myself, and I couldn’t quite understand why it was affecting me so much. Maybe it was because I was finally hearing the sincerity in his voice, something that I had been longing for many days. "Sapphire. I just wanted to help you. If... it was too much... then... I'm sorry for it." He spoke. And without a second glance, he left me rooted to the place. I watched him go as I stared at his back. As he disappeared into the darkness, I felt something pull my heart. Did I feel guilty for treating him th

Sean It had been an hour since I left Sapphire. She must head back by now. But where was she? Something tells me that things weren’t right. Perhaps I should look for her. She wasn’t answering her phone either and it was beginning to worry me. The first thing that came into my mind when I went looking for her was the library. Sapphire spent most of her time in the library. I always knew that whenever she didn’t feel like going to the cafeteria, which was most of the times, she spent time in the library. However, much to my dismay, she was nowhere to be seen in the library. I later went and searched other places in the school but I couldn't find her. I have been searching for her since so long that my legs almost hurt due to the running, I have been doing, but it had been futile. She was nowhere to be found. I came to a stop at a point and leaned forward, clutching my knees with my hands as I released shaky breaths. I was already panting hard when I heard a loud shrill. "MOM!!" I

Sapphire Two hours had passed before I realised that it was time for me to go home. Sean’s mother was out of town for work, hence he didn’t have any problem letting me stay at his place for a while. He even asked me to stay the night at his place if it helped me, but I declined. I was glad he was helping me, but right now, I just wanted to be alone. Moreover, Juliette would definitely grow suspicious if I told her I wanted to spend the night with Sean. I could’ve lied and said I was sleeping over at Nina’s but I just didn’t want to risk it. Thankfully, Sean didn’t force me to stay with him either. He understood that I wished to be alone for a while. Without further questioning, he offered to drive me home. When Sean dropped me home, he thought it was important to let my sister know about what happened today. I obviously opposed it. "Sean, you don't understand." I tried convincing. “It’s the last thing Juliette will want to know. She won’t take it well.” "It's important Sapphire, s

Sean "You have to start using your fucking brain, Sean. Stop acting like a child!" Brett's angry shrill snapped me out of my own anger. I was already breathing hard, occasionally stopping to take deep breath that would ease my anger but nothing worked. Not even my constant remembrance to count, or my urge to breath slowly, or even my bleeding fist that I used to punch the wall in fury helped me calm the fuck down for once. "What do you even think I should do when the girl I love is practically flirting with some random asshole!" I asked, glaring at Brett. "Sean." Brett said, catching hold of my hand that was bleeding. "She doesn't know he's messing with her. She wouldn't have done that if she knew." "That is not my fucking problem!" "That is your problem, Sean. It's you that is supposed to clear things with her. She's doing this because she doesn't have a single clue what she's up to. She doesn't know about Parker." He said, “But you do. You need to start communicating with her p

Sapphire. I had History after the lunch and luckily, I was in time when the class was just about to begin. The teacher just arrived and had excused me since I'm never late. I made up a genuine reason and she seemed okay with it. Brett's in my history but he didn't turn up today. Strange. He never misses any of his classes. Yea, talk about the nerd now. When I survived almost half of the lecture my eyelids began to fall and I had a really tough time pretending to understand what the teacher's been telling. I don't have anything against history. In fact, it's one of the subjects that I like, but I'm just too exhausted and the rant of the teacher which mostly seems like a melancholy song, happens to be the song that I'd wish to use to sleep. Thankfully, I had P.E after history, that would require me to pump up my veins and move my lazy ass out of the classrooms. I headed to our changing rooms and donned my sports dress. I might require to do a few pull-ups or squats that I've been fa