Left alone (kind of)
Yes, I know it's short. But I've been really busy for the past few days and haven't really thought it whole through. So, here's the continuation of the still unnamed series. It's the shortest one I wrote so far (I think) and you might not like it. And I apologize for that. Don't forget to comment and rate if you want. Tell me if there's any errors or something. And some constructive criticism would be nice.
The next day...
I woke up to find myself freezing. It was really cold. I looked out the window to see why. It was still snowing, but it wasn't that hard. I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was already 8:30 am.
Oh great, I overslept.
I got up from the bed and went downstairs to the living room.
Matt was watching TV. "Good morning." He greeted. "The principal called by the way. He said that he's starting the Christmas Break early this year."
I was surprised. "Really? Did he say why?"
Matt shrugged. "All he said was there were financial issues or something like that."
I let out a sigh of relief. Thank God Christmas Break started early this year. I went to the kitchen and had breakfast. Nothing much, just the usual cereal and milk. Then I took a warm shower and went back to bed. I mean, there's nothing wrong with sleeping in today right?
I woke up again at around 10 am. It's not even noon yet so I thought of going back to sleep. But I'm not even sleepy anymore. I went back downstairs to see what Matt's doing.
He's asleep. Typical... He even left the TV on. I sat down on the couch and watched TV.
I'm so bored right now. Usually I'm happy when there's no school. I don't know why but I'm not really feeling happy today. So I just sat there, watching some cartoon crap that I used to watch when I was little. I don't know why I'm watching it now though.
With how bored I am right now, I started to think. Christmas is coming in about a few days. I'm supposed to feel happy and excited when that happens. How come I'm not feeling that way this year? Is it because Dad's not here to celebrate it with me? Or is it something else? I don't know why. Or maybe it's because I have a crush on a straight guy who only sees me as his friend? I don't know. And I guess I never will.
Then, someone knocks on the door. Who could that be?
I got up and opened the door to see Kyle.
"Hi." He greeted.
"Um, hi..." I replied.
"So, uh, did you hear what happened at school?"
"About the early Christmas break?"
He nodded. "It's awesome that the principal had us off school early this year."
There was an awkward silence.
"So, what brings you here?" I broke the silence.
"I just wanted to say goodbye."
Goodbye? Why is he saying goodbye?
"Huh?" I said, puzzled.
"Well, my parents and I are leaving town for, well, forever."
I can't believe he's saying this. "What? Why?" I asked.
"My dad got another job abroad and he told me and my mom that we're leaving today." He paused. "Look, I'm really sorry that I'm leaving but, I don't have any other choice."
I started to cry a little.
"Don't cry, Colin." He said.
"I'm not crying." I denied. "I'm just really happy for you and your family that's all."
It pains me to tell him such a stupid lie. I mean, he's leaving and I'm not showing him that I'm gonna miss him.
"You're a really great friend, Colin. And I really don't want to go but-"
"Look," I interrupted him. "It's okay if you go. Don't worry about me I'll be fine. Just go and stop worrying about me."
I held my tears because I didn't want him to see them.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I nodded. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me getting lonely, besides Ray's still here, right?"
We both laughed. "I'm gonna miss you." He said.
"Yeah, I'll miss you too." I said.
He was about to leave when he stopped. "Hey Colin."
"Yeah?" I replied.
He opened his arms and said, "Give me one last hug before I leave."
I laughed. Oh Kyle...
I hugged him. I almost broke into tears when I did.
Suddenly, I heard a car honk behind me. He broke the hug.
"That's my dad." He said.
I looked behind him and saw a car with his dad and mom inside.
"You should get going." I said.
He left and headed to the car. He waved goodbye to me one last time. And I waved too.
And at that, he got inside the car and left. I saw the car drive away.
I went back inside and ran upstairs to my room. I lied on the bed and broke into crying.
I cried and cried. And I kept crying until all my tears were out of my system. I can't believe it, he's really gone. I slammed my head on the bed repeatedly. If this was a dream, I want to wake from it. But it wasn't a dream. I continued crying.
Kyle's gone. And I never even had the courage to tell him how I really felt about him. I told him lies that I'll be fine without him even though I won't. I kept crying still and tried to take in all that just happened awhile ago.
I couldn't stop crying. I don't know how long I was crying but I didn't care. I don't know what to do anymore. First dad left, now Kyle, who's next to leave me?