Violet looked up curiously, she cocked her head to the side. Like she was trying to figure out what she detected in my words. She had detected something was wrong. She was too smart for me.
"whats wrong Ezra?" I looked down
"I, I, I, j-just tho-ought that it was kinda w-weird." I stuttered out.
"Really?" she answered.
"I thought it was kinda funny. We are best friends and I mean, I know best friends are supposed to end up together and all, but, I don't know."
She looked up at me and she was blushing? Wow….. she was blushing….. about me. I let my mind wander off, thinking about how her arms felt around me when she hugged me. And her soft lips against mine. I was awoken out of my bliss by her sniffle. I looked over at her and she was crying.
I felt a sudden urge of grief wash over me as I rushed over to her. I put my arms around her shoulder. "Whats wrong Violet?" there was urgency and caring in my voice. She looked up at me, her eyes were blood-shot, and they had tears in them.
"I always thought we would too." She managed to choke out.
"I always waited for you Ezra. Always. But you never showed interest. And i guess, I just never wanted to do anything about it. You were my best friend, my hero. I didn't want to lose you over some stupid fight we could have."
I looked down at her, and, in that moment, I knew. This could be something amazing. That thing that everyone looks for. That one true love…. I leaned down, gently cupping her face in my hand. As I looked into her beautiful eyes, I saw confusion and worry. I closed my eyes and our lips met, if for only one second. But it felt like an eternity to me.
Her lips were soft and warm, they tasted like pears. Even though she had been caught by surprise, she was still an amazing kisser. It was over all too soon for me as she pulled away and looked down. I was so confused.
"I, I thought that was what you wanted…" my voice trailed off.
And I realized a little too late that she hadn't wanted me to kiss her. She hadn't been confessing her love. She had been confessing her past love. My stomach felt sick as rejection washed over me. As I got up to run to my bedroom, I looked back at Violet for one last time. She was curled up in a ball.
She looked so adorable…. Even like that. As I ran into my bedroom, I locked the door, I felt another wave of nausea wash over me as I recalled my huge mistake. I had just ruined the most perfect thing in my life. The only thing that kept me going. And that made me feel numb. I would never be able to face her again.
I ran over to my bed and sobbed into my sheets. I couldn't take it anymore. I just let myself go. I didn't want to feel anything right now. And I couldn't. I felt numb and broken I lay in my bed, I couldn't stop thinking about her. And soon enough, I was numb enough to pass out.
When I woke up, I looked at my clock with drowsy eyes. How had it only been an hour? My head hurt and my heart felt like it had been ripped out and replaced with a pump. No feeling love anymore. I have officially chosen to block out any feelings I will ever have again. It was then that I realized I was not alone. I looked over to my couch (yes I have a couch in my room) and there she was, Violet. She was sitting down, looking at me intently. I felt a pang of heartbreak as I looked at her.
She had a straight face on, and her eyes were puffy, like she had been crying for the past hour. As I got up, I fell back down. I could see her twitch in the corner of my eye. Like she wanted to get up and ask me if I was ok, but thought better of it. I decided to sit on my bed. So as I don't fall and hurt myself.
"Violet….. why are you still here?" I said with a scratchy tone.
It showed I had been crying for a while.
"better yet, how did you get in?"
she answered in the same raspy tone as me. "did you forget you gave me a key a while ago?"
she waited for an answer. One never came.
"as for your first question…. We need to talk about what happened."
She looked down for a little. And as she looked back up, she had hope on her face.
"Ezra, I love you…"