So Close, Yet So Far Away
Chapter Ten
I laid in my bed, staring at ceiling with eyes full of questions. Continuously wondering why life was treating me like this. Maybe I'm just overreacting. Out of the blue, my phone rang. I weakly extended my arm towards it and answered.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey. It's Angela. Just wanted to know how you're doing." Angela said.
"Not well." I said.
"Yeah, I know. I can tell. Let's talk about what happened. Want me to go over or...?" Angela said.
"No. I'll go over. I need to get out of my house. I'll be there in 5 minutes." I said.
"Okay. Let's stuff our faces with ice cream and talk!" Angela said, laughing.
"Okay, okay. I'm going to bring my guitar. Is that cool?." I said
"Sure. Sure." Angela said.
"Okay. Bye." I said as I ended the call and got up to get dressed.
I dressed simple. I wasn't going to put on bracelets or necklaces. Just a simple, grey shirt with some black jeans.
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I walked to Angela's house in freezing cold, forgetting to bring a sweater with me.
After 10 minutes, I made it to Angela's house and knocked on the door.
"Hey, Mel. Come in! It's freezing outside." Angela said, pulling me in.
"I forgot that it was winter." I said.
Angela laughed, "You're always funny, even when you're upset."
I smirked.
When Angela and I were sitting comfortablely on her bed,
Angela said, "Okay. I've waited long enough. Tell me!"
"It's nothing really. It's just that ever since the party, Johnathan still hasn't talked to me. It's like he's ignoring me or something. And, I overheard a conversation between his friend and him and he said that he still likes Stacy. So, where does that leave him and I? Plus, Stacy was all up in my face almost kissing Johnathan." I said, looking at Angela's old, stuffed animal.
"You can't be so upset about Johnathan liking Stacy. You just have to try at least forget about it. I know it's not the greatest advice, but you just have to try. Who knows! Maybe you'll get over him or Johnathan might end up talking to you again!" Angela said.
After a long silence of me thinking to myself, Angela broke it off and asked, "So, why did you bring your guitar?"
"I wrote a song." I said as I grabbed my guitar that was laying in the corner of Angela's room.
"Wanna hear?" I asked.
"Hell yeah!" Angela said, getting excited.
"Okay." I said.
"Here it goes..." I said, as I began playing
"It's called, 'All I Ever Wanted'" I said, as I began to sing the song.
I sang,
"I don't know how to put my feelings into words,
but I'll try.
Let's just say when I saw you with her,
I'm not gonna lie.
My heart literally broke into a million little parts, inside.
But, you wouldn't know.
Well, you probably don't care, anyways.
I'm just fading away.
As the days, go on.
Soon I'll be gone.
So, who cares
about the pain I feel?
The tears I shed?
But, 'She's a liar, it's not real'
is what's gonna be said.
I don't even belong here, in your arms.
I'm just this stupid, little girl.
There's much better in this world.
And, clearly, you're already found it.
And, clearly, you've shown you don't give a sh*t.
But, you're all I ever wanted."
After I finished singing my original song, I felt tears about to fall down my eyes, but I tried my hardest to hold them back.
I looked at Angela to see her reaction.
She said, "It's really good."
"Thanks." I said.
"You know, maybe you should sing it for the school's talent show that's happening on Friday." Angela suggested.
"What? No." I firmly said.
"Come on! Take it into consideration!" Angela said.
"Fine. I'll see." I said.
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