Chapter 18

Ever since mine and Zach’s date, he’d being rather cold towards me. I mean, sure, he was still talking to me and acting like a sweet boyfriend but he’d only talk to me when I spoke to him.

I wasn’t exactly sure what had got into him. Maybe it was the fact we’d already gone on two dates. Two dates didn’t sound a lot but perhaps he thought that we were moving too fast. I’d understand that if he’d said something to me but he hadn’t. He’d resulted to being cold towards me.

“I feel like I done something wrong.” I groaned leaning back on the side of my bed. I was having a girl’s day with Rebekah. Basically, it was Saturday and since Zach was being all weird towards me, I’d decided to take up Rebekah’s idea of having a get together.

“But you’ve done nothing wrong.” Rebekah answered, dropping her pizza crust back into the box. She wiped her hands on her pants before leaning back in the position that I was currently in.

“Yeah, well, I not know.” I sighed. I was so confused, I didn’t understand why Zach was acting like the way he was.

Rebekah remained silent for a while before she answered me. “Just talk to him.”

I let out a laugh. “It not that simple.”

“Sure it is.”

“Have you talked to Jake?”

That silenced her. She didn’t answer my question, obviously realising that her statement obviously wasn’t as simple and straight forward as she was making it out to be.

Eventually she shook her head. “It’s only been a day since I told you about it. I haven’t had time to talk to him nor have I decided whether I want to bother with him.”

“If you like him then talk to him.”

“I guess we’ll just have to see.”

         “I feel like I’m going to explode.” I moaned lying on the floor completely.

Throughout the whole day, Rebekah and I had mainly eaten junk food that my mum had kindly provided for the both of us.

“You and me both.” Rebekah agreed collapsing beside me.

“I feel bad for going on about this, but what do I do about Zach?” I asked, rolling onto my stomach. I grabbed a pillow from beside me and tucked it under my head for some comfort.

“Don’t worry about it, hun. Personally? I think that you should just talk to him. Ask him why he’s being like that. That’s all you can do, isn’t it?” She informed. It’s funny how she could give me advice for my relationship yet she couldn’t figure out what to do about her own.

“I guess I’ll have to. That’s all I can really do.”

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One thing I’d realised since my relationship with Zach had progressed was that he never asked me to tutor him anymore. Could he have been doing that just to get closer to me? I wasn’t exactly sure but I sure was grateful for that.

I’d decided to take Rebekah’s advice into consideration. Nothing was going to happen if I continued to just sit there and allow Zach to be all cool towards me, it wasn’t going to improve our relationship any further.

Maybe talking to him and questioning him wasn’t going to improve anything but at least it’d be a step forward instead of the continuous steps back we both seemed to be taking. I had questions and I needed answers.

So when school drew around and it was the day that I had decided to talk to Zach, I made sure to take note if he acted the same as what he currently had been, or whether he was less cool towards me and more… warm?

         He did act the same way. At lunch, he sat with his head down stabbing at the food in front of him. He barely spoke a word to anyone and if I was being honest, it was kind of worrying. I didn’t know if I’d done something wrong or if it was something at home.

I, however, intended to find out exactly what was wrong. I was his girlfriend and I cared about him. I worried about him. But the way he was acting was enough to worry pretty much anyone. He seemed like such a different person than the one who’d I’d met those few months ago.

When school was over, I made sure to rush out of school in order to try and catch him before he went home. Luckily, Zach walked out a few seconds after I did meaning I could catch him.

“Zach!” I called running over to him trying to catch him before he speed walked away from me and to his house. I had to talk to him.

He spun around forcing a smile on his face. “Maisie… hi.” It didn’t even look like he wanted to be near me and that hurt. So much.

“Can I talk to you?” I asked, holding my hand out to him in hope that he would understand my actions and take hold of my hand. Much to my surprise, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it in a comforting manner.

“Want to come back to my house to talk?” He inquired, not giving me time to answer as he began dragging me in the direction of his house.

“Sure.” I answered even though I didn’t have much of a choice.

Turning back to face me, Zach smirked. He stopped dead in his tracks forcing me to come to a halt with him. “Do you want a piggy back?”

A girly giggle left my mouth making me slap my hand to my mouth in surprise. “Ok, then!”

Zach turned to face ahead and crouched down to a suitable enough height for me to climb onto his back. After a few pathetic jumps I managed to successfully jump onto his back. He grabbed my thighs and hoisted me up so I was at a comfortable enough height for the pair of us.

“Am I not heavy?” I asked, suddenly self-conscious. I didn’t want to make Zach feel uncomfortable by being on his back if I was too heavy for him.

Zach burst out laughing, doubling over the best he could considering I was still located on his back. My grasp around his neck tightened in fear that I was going to fall. I knew I wouldn’t but that slight fear was still there.

“What?” I demanded, a frown etching its way onto my face. I was heavy wasn’t I?

“You’re not even the slightest bit heavy.” Zach chuckled, calming down from his previous laughing fit over my question. It was normal for a girl to worry about something like that; I don’t see why he found it so funny.

“Good.”

         About half an hour late Zach and I were sat on his bed. I was sat crossed legged in front of him whilst he mirrored my actions. He had a tight grip on my hands whilst I stared at him.

“What’s wrong?  You’re worrying me.” Zach asked his voice held a worried tone. He almost sounded sacred to hear what I was going to say.

I took a deep breath before deciding to just come out with it. “Why you being so cold towards me? Towards everyone?”

Like I expected, Zach froze up. “What do you mean? I’m not been cold.” He announced his voice final.

“But you are. You not even talk to me unless I talk to you first. At lunch you ignore everyone…” I didn’t know what else to say. He knew what I was talking about; he knew exactly how he’d been acting towards everyone. “You acting so cold and I hate it.”

“I am not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Shut up! You are and you know it. Ever since our date you been awful.” I finalised. I couldn’t take anymore of him denying the way he was acting. If he was going to be awful to me then he could at least have the decency to admit it.

He sighed and let go of my hands so he could run his own through his hair- messing it up more than it already was. “It’s not really any of your business.”

I gaped at him. “Are you kidding me? Are you being serious?”

Zach looked at me like I’d suddenly grown another head. “Didn’t you hear what I said? I was obviously being serious.”

“Why are you being so mean?” I asked, clenching my fists. I was losing it. He was literally driving me insane.

“Mean? Seriously?” He mocked. A fake and over exaggerated laugh left his lips.

I ground my teeth together to stop me from saying something that I knew for a fact I would regret. I was literally trying my hardest to stay as calm as I was currently being. He was acting so awful lately and I had no idea what had gotten into him.

All I could think about was that I’d somehow done something wrong or something to seriously offend him. And for the life of me, I couldn’t think of anything. There wasn’t anything that I’d done wrong and that only managed to annoy me more because he was being horrible over nothing.

Ignoring his remark, I answered him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Zach I being ser-” He cut me off before I could even finish my sentence.

He ran his hands over his face. “I already told you, god dammit. There’s nothing wrong so shut the hell up.”

I stared at him in disbelief. I was literally at my last straw with him. “I trying so hard not to lose it right now, please just tell me what’s wrong.”

I’d beg him to tell me if I had to. He was driving me insane with all the secrecy. I wasn’t trying to be the over protective girlfriend, he didn’t have to tell me everything if he didn’t want to. But when it came to the point where he was ignoring me and acting cold, then I thought that I’d at least be entitled to know something.

Suddenly, Zach’s face went blank and all of the emotions in his eyes that were previously there vanished. It was like he wasn’t even there anymore. “You know what? You are so overbearing. I don’t have to tell you everything and you don’t have a right to know everything. Not everything I do is your business and to be honest, I’m getting sick of you trying to know every little bit of my life.”

Well that stung. “Zach, I-”

“Stop talking!” He shouted. “You’re so damn infuriating. Now listen and listen carefully, you do not have a right to know everything. If I don’t want to tell you something then I won’t and you can’t force me to tell you. This is my life, not yours so keep your damn nose out of my business.”

He didn’t even look like Zach anymore. He was emotionless and he looked like he didn’t give a damn if he hurt my feelings at all.

“But-” I tried again.

“You know what? Fuck you. I’m done with you. I don’t want to talk to you or see you right now so go. We’re done.”

I stared at him (once again) in disbelief. Was he seriously breaking up with me over this?

“Why are you being like this? Just on the way here you were fine, we were laughing and joking around and now you want to end this?” I asked. I could feel my heart shattering. Is this what heartbreak felt like?

“Yep. Now please go I don’t want to see you right now.” He said, waving his hand like he didn’t have a care in the world.

“Fuck you Zach. You know what? I will go. But don’t talk to me anymore. If you not want to talk to me ‘right now’ then fine, but do not talk to me again.” I said, picking up my bag and stalking off towards his door.

I pulled open his bedroom door before I turned back to look at him. He was sat in the same place, looking down at his duvet, playing with his fingers.

“You’re pathetic. Congratulations on breaking my heart.”

And with that, I stormed out of his bedroom making sure to slam the door behind me hoping that it would at least make him jump. I bit my lip trying hard not to cry, I’d wait until I was home in my room where no one could see me. No one meaning Zach.

That didn’t last long though because as soon as I shut his front door, the tears began streaming down my face. I’d never experienced heartbreak before and right now, I never wanted to again. It hurt.

Zach had broken my heart.

Just thinking about him made my heart shatter even more than it already was. We’d only been on two dates and he’d already broken up with me. I knew what he was like before I started dating him. I knew that he was the ‘bad boy’ and that everyone was scared of him and now I understood why. He was a horrible person.

To be honest, I couldn’t wait until we broke up for the Christmas holidays because then that would mean that I wouldn’t have to see Zach’s face every day. That’s when it hit me. It was the week we broke up for the holidays. It was a week until Christmas and Zach had broken up with me..

What a cruel person.

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Dun, dun, dun. *Claps for you Zach*.

Short part, I apologise.

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