Not So Black & White

Saturday

I finally stopped giving my brother the cold shoulder, but he has yet to leave me alone about coming home.

We went back to my dorm room. Laura was now there and I noted that when she saw I walked in with Adam, she broke into a smile.

That made me smile and suddenly I felt I had to play matchmaker.

Adam greeted both girls.

I also noticed that Adam was now smiling.

I was now so sure that the feelings were mutual.

How could I have not noticed this before?

Oh yeah, right, I was wrapped up in Brendon. . .

I felt pressure in my chest with the thought of him. My eyes began to water and I willed for the tears not to fall.

Well, at least not in front of anyone else.

I sighed and walked over to my desk. It was sad to say that there were pictures of Brendon and me on my desk.

I suddenly lost the will to stand and I fell into my chair. My head was now in my hands, but I was not crying.

My breathing was now increased and the talking between the other three people in the room became non-existent—at least to me, that is.

Did I make a mistake? Was I being too rash?

I shook my head. I already knew the answer.

“Lee, what’s wrong?” I looked up to see Laura gazing at me with concern.

Before I even had the chance to say anything my brother answered for me, “She broke up with Brendon.”

I tossed Adam a look. He said as if it didn’t matter.

How dare him!

Adam noticed my glare and he sent an apologetic one back.

My friends just stared at me and I hated how all serious this became, so I did what I do best.

“Oh, c’mon, we all knew it had to happen someday. Please do not look so happy about it. Besides, now we will be able to breathe without the smell of his stinky feet always around.”

My posse laughed.

A smile crept up to my face just thinking about it. I was not even joking about his stinky feet. His feet did smell bad.

With that said, I removed the pictures from my desk and put them in a drawer and not another word was said about Brendon.

My brother apparently said that it was too late for him to drive back home, and asked if he could stay. I rolled my eyes. It was only eight thirty, but said yes anyhow.

Anna, the girl that lives next to us, came over to join us while we watched movies all night.

Anna was my best friend since grade school while I only had known Laura and Sarah since last year when I started college.

Sarah put in a movie then hopped onto her bed while Anna and I were sitting on mine. Laura and Adam sat on floor next to each other acting that there were just too engrossed in their conversation to move.

I smirked. Maybe I do not have to play matchmaker after all.

I ended up falling asleep on the second movie. I imagined it was past midnight when I woke up. Anna was sleeping at the other end of my bed and I looked over at Sarah who was also sleeping, yet there was no sign of Laura and Adam. If I were not so tired I would have went to find them.

I fell back to sleep and woke up about eight o’clock the next morning.

We must be some group to fall asleep before midnight, I mean, how many college kids do that?

This made me giggle.

Sarah and Anna were still sleeping. I was only up for like five minutes and I already grew bored. I heard a soft knock on the door and well, I did the obvious.

I opened the door to find my brother standing on the other side with a satisfied look on his face. I must have had a disgusted look on my face because his expression fell.

I couldn’t understand why I felt this way after last night I was going to play matchmaker between the two. Maybe it’s because I just realized that my little brother was/might going to date a college girl, even if the girl was one of my best friends, I still didn’t like it.

“What?” my brother said.

“Nothing.”

“Why do we always seem to be having the same conversation over and over again?”

“Because. . .”

Great job with the comeback, Hailey.

“Great job with the comeback, Hailey.”

I smirked. “My thoughts exactly.”

“Huh? What?”

I shook my head and replied, “Nothing.”

My brother’s glare darkened before his facial features softened into a smile.

“You gonna let me in?” he asked.

“No.”

My brother acted as if he didn’t hear my response and pushed a passed me.

“Adam. . .” I called after him. “They are all still sleeping.”

“So. . .” he whispered back.

“I don’t want to wake them. I am the only early bird here.” I hesitated, “Besides you . . . but I don’t think you slept at all, did you?

My brother laughed at me before he shoved me a little and I swear he blushed a little.

“Take me to dinner then and maybe I’ll share.”

I laughed at this. Adam does not share anything. However, I agreed to this since I was hungry. I told him to wait a moment so I can change my clothes and freshen up a bit. I asked him if he had any other clothes. He said yes and that they were in the car.

What kind of person keeps clothes in the car?

It made me wonder all that my brother does when he is out of sight.

My brother and I had breakfast together and as I said he didn’t share any of the details, but at the same time, he didn’t say they didn’t do anything. My brother then left and said I would see him soon.

Before I went back to my room, I decided to take a walk around campus. I gazed up for a moment, to see these two people making out on some park bench. I felt upset by this, I mean, I just broke up with my boyfriend.

Doesn’t anyone know how to be nice?

I mean the only thing worse that could happen is if the person was. . .

No, it can’t be. . .

“Brendon?” I felt my heart race and I wanted to throw up my breakfast. My chest began to hurt as water began to fill my eyes.

“Hailey.”

“I know what my name is asshole!” I spat out without thinking.

Brendon stood up so he could look directly in my eyes.

“What are you doing here? I thought you slept in on Saturdays.”

I scoffed. “We broke up yesterday, Brendon. Yesterday and already, you are making out with. . .” I glanced over at the girl that was sitting next to him and then I got a disgusted look on my face. “. . . Some slut!”

“Hey!” the slut girl protested.

“Oh hay is for horses, bitch, why don’t you go get some!”

“I was trying until you got here.”

“Oh, no you didn’t!” I was about ready to charge at her and tear the bitch to pieces, but Brendon pulled me back and over to a place that wasn’t so close to her.

I didn’t say anything to him. I was proud of myself that I wasn’t crying.

“Hailey, we’ve been over for a while and you just need to accept it and move on.”

My mouth dropped. I was stunned. Did he really just say that?

“I broke up with you!”

“That was the best thing you ever did to me, Hailey. Both of us never had the strength to officially end it, and I was happy you did.”

I stood there gawking at him until suddenly I smacked him and turned on my heal and walked away—well, ran away, but that doesn’t matter.

I walked back to my room and again I couldn’t believe that I was not crying.

As I got closer, I saw someone sitting by my door. I at first thought it was Brendon to apologize, but then I realized how he would never been able to beat me back here.

By the time, I got to my door I could tell exactly who it was.

He immediately stood up when he saw and smiled.

“Ryan, what are you doing?”

“Waiting for you, of course.” He beamed.

“Why?” I asked in the most serious voice I could muster up.

His face fell but then he suddenly plastered on a smile. “We have to do our project, hun.”

Oh, yeah. . .

“Don’t call me ‘hun’.”

“Okay, I’m sorry, Hailey.”

“Whatever.”

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I'm sorry for it's shortness and for the wait. I am back in school so I've been busy with that! But like tonight, I decided to screw homework and do this chapter.

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