Chapter 45: Chapter 45

"Hey!" Dina approached me, her face looked fresh, she must have a nice sleep.

"Hey!" I smiled back, tired and exhausted from the last night, and mostly by the way Tucker acted, his irresponsibility drove me nuts. The least he could do was to at least inform me about his plans, and his cell phone wasn't off too.

"We had so much fun last day, I wish you were there." She babbled, merrily wandering in the hallway with me.

"I wish I was," I uttered in my mouth, but hardly audible. I looked at The Orphans in front of us and as I decided to walk in their direction, Steven slowly got up and walked away from us. At this point, it was awkward, I knew I had hurt him, but if he was not in the group, I had no one else who would want to talk to me except for Dina. I couldn't imagine I did him so wrong, the intoxication of my new relationship with Tucker had me do some things I wasn't very proud of now.

"I will go to the library." I excused, Dina saw me getting uncomfortable as we approached the group.

"You okay?" She asked and I walked away after giving her a smile and a nod.

On my way, I received a text from Tucker. I stopped in the middle of the way and checked it instantly.

Tucker: Well, someone looks beautiful today.

I felt butterflies flying in my stomach, but suddenly they disappeared as what he did to me last night came through my head. I exhaled in exhaustion and shoved the phone back in my pocket and that's when it beeped again.

Tucker: Wow! What is this attitude about?

Like he didn't know what happened last night.

Tucker: Fine, don't text me then.

I stared at the screen, narrowed my eyes, and blinked twice as I failed to understand why he was acting that way.

Me: Where are you, I wanna talk to you.

I stood at my spot and didn't move, waiting for him to answer me.

Me: Tucker?

Tucker: What, now you wanna talk?

Me: Of course! I was hurt.

Tucker: Cool.

Me: What do you mean by Cool?

Tucker: Cool means cool, now I am not in the mood to talk to you.

I frowned at the screen, why was he being so difficult?

Me: I was waiting for you the whole night; you didn't even respond to me.

Tucker: Ok.

Me: Tucker what is that attitude?

Me: You don't even feel guilty about last night?

Tucker: Nope.

Tucker: I forgot that we were going out, is this a big crime?

Me: It is not about that, you could have at least left me a text, especially when I text you so many times.

Tucker: Ok, I deserve a death sentence, I am such a big criminal.

Me: You are twisting my words.

Tucker: Spare me, please!

Tucker: I don't wanna talk to you.

Me: Tucker, I was waiting for your reply the whole night.

Me: When I responded to you a few minutes late the other night, you were furious at me and you didn't even bother replying to me the whole night and I don't even have a right to react?

Tucker: Good! Keep remembering what happened days ago.

Me: Is that all you had to say?

Tucker: Yup! I am not guilty.

Me: I waited the whole night for your text, you forgot that we were going out, and you are not guilty?

Tucker: Nope.

Tears brought into my eyes when I sensed that he doesn't even feel bad for me, he doesn't even want to make it up to me.

Me: Okay, I am sorry that I ruined your mood.

That was a touch of sarcasm, which he didn't get.

Tucker: Not accepting your apology, what's done is done.

I couldn't believe how difficult he was. He was literally not understanding what I was trying to say, sorry to say but he was self-absorbed.

It was weird how I used to fantasize about him and think that I would never argue with him or I would never want anything again if I have him but now it felt like I was completely hopeless and alone.

I went to the garden and sat there for a few minutes, brainstorming about this relationship I had strangled myself into. Was this going to last any longer? My phone beeped and it was from Tucker again, my heart started beating ghastly in my chest, what if he is done with me again? Afraid of what he might have said in the text, I opened it.

Tucker: weren't you going to the library?

I read the text and despite me wanting to ignore his text, I still respond to him.

Me: Nope, I changed my mind.

"Excuse me!" I looked up from the screen and saw a guy holding a coffee cup in his hand and offering me, "this is for you." he said, this guy was from our class, everybody used to bully him.

"Why?" I questioned and he nervously looked down.

"Tucker gave it to me for you," he said, handing me the coffee and leaving my sight.

Tucker: I am sorry.

I can't believe it was the same guy who was acting like he doesn't care about me.

Tucker: You didn't sleep the whole night because of me, so this coffee might help my beautiful girlfriend.

A smile crept over my lips and I felt relieved.

Me: Thanks.

Tucker: I am sorry; I will never do it again.

I took a sip from the coffee and my body felt the warmth of it. At least he was trying to make things right now.

Me: I love you, Tucker.

Tucker: Lift your face up, I wanna see your eyes.

My body felt goosebumps, my heartfelt relief. I raised my face and saw him standing with his friend from afar, he was looking in my direction. All the anger and sadness I had in my heart vanished.

Tucker: Now go and finish your assignment in the library.

I smiled and finished the coffee, walking in the direction of the library.

The library is my favorite place; I get to rest my mind there. I was perched in the corner when Monica along with her friends sat in the seat ahead of me. Though I was concentrating on my assignment, I also couldn't ignore what they were talking about.

"How was the party last night?" her friend asked her,

"It was okay." she blushed while saying so.

"It was at your farmhouse; it has to be good or your idiot brother ruined it for you?" I knew they were talking about Ken, but wait! Wasn't Tucker at the same party?

"Hush!" Monica denied to talk about her brother, neither did she try to defend him which was weird as they were known as twin goals in the whole school.

"Tucker was there!" her friend stated, elbowing her and my body felt the heat.

"Did you two do it?" her friend shyly hit her elbow again and I was taken aback by this conversation.

"We did a few things." Monica blushed, shyly looking down.

"Really? What did you two do?" her friend excitedly asked, I wanted to know too because I was beginning to feel weak in my knees. This can't be happening, this relationship had no chills, I was getting messed up in my head left-right.