chapter 18: A huge tension

As she woke up, the only thing that she did was that she stared at the ceiling, her eyes seemed, so blank, so, empty. She looked at the other side, and, I couldn't help but wonder, what was going on inside her head. After it, she looked at me. At first, I felt a sharp pain in my heart, it's, as if I was feeling guilty, and, just, I didn't want to confront her. I was scared, and, my hands started to shiver. I waited for her to talk, but, we kept staring at each other for a while. It felt like ages.

"Hey, I'm, I'm happy that your okay, and, I'm sorry, okay, I know, it's all my fault, and.. " I spoke, when she told me to stop.

I looked at her, and, she rose her hand.

"It's okay, you don't need to feel bad about it, what happened had happened, and, that's all that matters" she said, her voice cracked. I looked at her, then, got up.

"I, I brought you bagels and coffee, your favorite, remember, we used to eat it eve9day when we were at the university. " I said, showing her. But, she denied.

"I don't want it, just, can you take them, please" she said. I looked at her, I thought that she might be happy, but, she's not. I thought that she would recall the days that we used to eat bagels while going to class, but, she didn't. In fact, she didn't even dared to look at me.

"You sure you don't want them, I mean, you... " I said, when she stopped me again.

"I SAID I DON'T WANT THEM" she yelled. I accidentally dropped the bagels onto the floor. Her eyes were full of hatred, and, I could feel it, but, why?

That's when her parents came in. I knew them since they used to come and visit us while we were in the university.

"Abigail, honey, are you okay? " her mom said, looking at Abigail, then, she turned and looked at me.

"You, BECAUSE OF YOU, MY DAUGHTER WAS GONNA DIE, HOW DARE YOU SHOW UP HERE?! " she screamed.

"But, ma'am, I'm so sorry, I just, I came here to check up on her" I said, lowering my voice. Her mother threw the coffee on me, which, ruined my clothes and my face, then, she, threw the bagels. I don't blame her, who wants to be a friend, and, their parents agree to be friends with a freak.

"WE DON'T NEED YOUR PITY, NOR YOUR STUPID FOOD TO MAKE UP FOR OUR DAUGHTER, JUST, LEAVE US ALONE, WE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR NONSENSE" her mother shouted. I, I looked at the grounds, staring, silent.

That's when I felt Lucas coming in, but, I really didn't want him to see me that way. So, I ran, I ran out of the room, out of the corridor, out of everything. I, ran as fast as I could, as far as I could go, i, didn't want anyone to see me, to talk to me. I didn't want to hear my heartbeat, the way I breathe, the way I just think. My thoughts were driving me crazy, and, that's when I opened my wings and flew, I flew as high as I could, and, I just, sat, on the top of the St.Stephen Catholic Church that is located in Massachusetts. I stayed in the bell tower, and, it felt right. Maybe I really deserve it, maybe it's because of me, that everything is happening. I slept all night, without even knowing what should I do next. 5:30 as I woke up, the dim sunlight reflected on my skin. I looked around, and, I just.

I looked, around, to see if anyone is there, and, I got down the building silently. Carefully as I walked towards the streets of Massachusetts, and, just to find my way back home, but, k ended up finding my way back to the university dormitory. I said hi to the receptionist, and, made my way back to the room that I used to stay. the door was closed, and, there was no one staying, so, it was closed for the moment, but, I opened it up anyw9. The room was clean, but, there was a picture frame still, on the shelf. I took a look at it, and, it was the picture of me and Abigail, together, on our first day here. I couldn't help but cry, seeing her like that, I wish I could give her my heart, just to prove that I didn't mean any of this, that, I wouldn't even hurt her, I wou9even dare to touch the strand of her hair without her permission. A blanket was on the bed, which, I ended up taking, and, laying down in the bed. It felt warm, it felt the smell of Abigail, her perfume, and, I missed our days.