Chapter 41: Chapter 41

I swallowed a gulp down my throat, as I walked through the hallway. People were staring at me, they had their eagle eyes fixed on me. My hands tightened into fists as one of those watching me whispered something to her friend and both of them started laughing. They were pointing at me, so I could tell the whispers were about me.

Now, I realized that the lecture room was a far distance from the school park. I never realized that shit until today. I should have reached my chemistry class instead of walking through the hallway with 80% of the crowd focusing their attention on me. I didn't even know why they were doing all these stupid things. What did I do? I didn't cause a scandal or something. Then, why did it seem like I was the subject of their discussion? God, this was so confusing and tiring.

My palms had become sweaty. Funny how I thought I had it under control. I thought I was scared of people's intense stares anymore.

Yes! I wasn't freaked out. But, that was when Romeo gave me the prep talk about minding my business and not caring if anyone was staring at me or not. He told me not to give a damn about anyone or anything.

I wish I could hold on to his words now and not miss my steps, just because stupid people were focusing their attention on me. But, I couldn't. I didn't know how to act like I didn't care, especially now that I was not even sure about my relationship with the so-called person who told me not to care about people.

Well, I didn't know whether Romeo and I were still in a relationship or not. Probably, our relationship has ended. Deep down in my mind, I wished the latter should not be the case. I would die of sadness and depression.

It has been four days since I hit my boyfriend on his right cheek. I should stop addressing him as my boyfriend. He might have gotten a new girlfriend. Who knows?

I haven't seen him since that day. Like, I haven't set my eyes on me even though we had some classes together. I was sure he was skipping classes or ditching school because of me.

But, why would Romeo do that? I understand that he didn't want to see my face and he hated me now. Why would he skip classes, just because he wants to avoid me? He could ignore me completely in class, I wouldn't mind.

Would I really let Romeo be? I was saying rubbish, I guess. If he showed up in the hallway right now, I would run to hug him without thinking about anything.

I missed him. I really do.

Why the heck did I hit him? I was jealous. I hated that he loved spending time with other girls instead of me. I wasn't even sure if he was cheating on me. I wasn't sure if there was something between him and Charlotte. I overreacted. I shouldn't have hit him. I shouldn't have let anger get control over me. I messed up. I hate myself right now. I called his number several times but it didn't go through. I dropped a lot of messages from him, as if I was simping for him. The messages didn't even get delivered, not to talk of getting a response from him.

I took a deep breath, shrugging off all thoughts going on in my mind. I needed to do something. I needed to see him, before it got too late.

Finally, I reached the chemistry class. I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that the teacher was not around yet. I thought someone would shout at me for coming late to class. I guess I was lucky. I sighted my best friend, Joey sitting at our favorite spot. I walked over to her and sat beside her.

"I was beginning to wonder where the fuck you were. Why are you late?" Joey queried me.

"I woke up late." I replied.

"What were you doing last night? Binge watching series? Reading books? Or, chatting with your boyfriend?" Joey probed, giving me a wink.

I lifted my shoulder in a half shrug having a blank look on my face."Don't talk about Romeo, please. I don't feel like talking about him," I said.

Joey frowned."I thought both of you had talked. Man, this is fucked up. Why don't you go and see him?"

"I also thought of visiting him. But, I didn't have any free time yet. Honestly, I am stressed out and worried about him." I lamented.

Joey shot me a deadly glare. "Ivy Young, what the fuck will you be doing after school?" She questioned me.

I shrugged."I will be at the restaurant working my butt off. Didn't I tell you about my one month punishment?"

Joey shifted closer to me. I knew she was up to some mischief.

"Skip classes and go for your man." She whispered into my ears.

My brows drew together. "Are you serious, Joey?Will it be okay for me to skip classes? What if I get into trouble? What if I don't see him at home? What if I meet his mother? What will I tell her?" I bombarded her with questions.

Joey hit her palm on my forehead in frustration. Obviously, she was tired of me and my questions.

"Will you go for your man or wait till you're out of your damn one month punishment?" She snapped at me.

I shook my head. "What if he gets into a relationship?" I muttered under my breath.

"Then, do what is best for you. Make the right decision. Go for what is yours. Learn to take risks." Joey rambled.

I nodded my head in the affirmative, the corners of my mouth curled upwards. Joey had succeeded in convincing me. I am definitely going for what is mine. I won't let anyone take what is mine.

You are mine, Romeo. Always and Forever.

****

I pressed the doorbell once more. I didn't receive a response.This would be the sixth time I am pressing the doorbell.

Should I give up and go back to school? I might still meet up with chemistry class and also attend other classes. No, I was here already.

I think I should go in. Staying here and pressing the doorbell wouldn't help my ass.

The door wasn't locked which indicated that someone was around. I saw his car in the parking lot. Maybe he was sleeping.

With these thoughts, I opened the door and entered the living room. I didn't glance around like a creep. I only minded my business. I climbed through the stairs and walked straight to the entrance of his room.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I swallowed hard and I opened his door, without knocking. Knocking would waste my time. He didn't hear the doorbell. How would he hear my knock?

Romeo was inside his room. He was sitting by his study table. The smell of cigarettes filled this room. I didn't know he smokes. That would be a story for another day.

His forest green eyes bored into mine. I suddenly felt shy and nervous. I felt weak in the knees. Why was he making me feel this way? I had to avoid his eye contact and keep my eyes in another direction.

I noticed his diary. He was writing in his diary before I interrupted. I also noticed that he was using headphones. No wonder, he didn't hear the doorbell.

"What are you doing here?" His deep and calm voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

"I… I came h.. here to check on y..you." I stuttered.

"As you can see, I am okay." Romeo said coldly.

I cleared my throat, about to say all that I have rehearsed before coming here.

"I am sorry, Romeo. I - "

Romeo cut short my words. "Leave, Ivy. I am busy and I want to be alone." He uttered.

"I - "

"Leave! I don't want you here." He barked at me.