The dynamic duo.
"Soooo Tegan! What are we going to do tomorrow? Huh? Huh? Oh my God let's go do something now!"
"CJ, can you shut up? It's 1 am and I'm trying to sleep." I groaned, burying my head in my pillow.
"No way man. I have all this energy built up. Let's go par-tay!"
"Did you drink Jess' stash of Red Bull again?"
"Maybe. But she offered it to me."
CJ was so stupid. And Jess was a pain in the ass.
CJ leapt onto my sleeping bag and I tried to resist the urge to punch him in the face. I had let him sleep in my bed since I refused to sleep in it myself. However, even the prospect of sleeping in a real bed didn't make CJ want to lie down and at least try to get some shut eye.
"Is this because you're still mad about the dog food thing?"
"No!" In fact, I had forgotten all about that thanks to my little chat with Raith.
"Then why don't we go do something?" CJ tried but failed to look all cute and innocent, the douche bag.
"Because I want to sleep!"
"But it stinks in here!"
CJ climbed back onto my bed and started to bounce up and down. I started to grind my teeth.
"Stop it! That's so annoying!" I shouted.
"Geez, I would have expected you to have lightened up at least a little since you got a boyfriend."
Why did it always come down to that? Boyfriend this, boyfriend that. I'd really had enough of all this.
"CJ, seriously, I just want to sleep ok? And…could you stop jumping on my bed? The sight is making me nauseous. And stop talking about me with Jess!"
CJ gave me a pitying look but refused to stop going up and down and up and down and up and down.
"You're so boring Tegan. This is why I like Jess so much better. I mean, it's school holidays. We should be out having the time of our lives!"
"Then go bug Jess!"
"I already checked her room. She snuck out."
Oh I was going to kill her. She was so dead.
"Besides, I-" A miscalculated jump made CJ lose his balance and fall onto me.
"Ahhh! You idiot! You jumped on my leg!" I shoved him off with a grunt, rubbing my shins angrily.
"Fine! I'll go out on the town by myself!"
I frowned. Was he serious?
"CJ, I really don't think you should-"
"Then you'll come with me? Then we can go look for Jess together! She's really pretty don't you think…" CJ's face lit up and he gave me a creepy smile.
"She's my sister." I said flatly.
"Yea. And she's gorgeous. And smart. And funny."
I rolled my eyes.
"There'll be plenty of time for partying with Jess, CJ. For now, just relax and get settled in!"
CJ slumped back into my bed.
"But what are we going to do tomorrow?"
"We'll figure that out tomorrow. Now please just sleep!"
To my relief, he lay down and fell silent.
With a yawn, I allowed myself to slip into unconsciousness.
I was falling, the wind rushing against my eardrums as I fell further and further into oblivion. The darkness was all around me: impenetrable and thick, swallowing up my scream like a sponge.
And then it stopped. I was suspended in mid air. At least I thought it was midair. It was too dark for me to see anything. Maybe I was just standing in a black nothingness.
Then I felt a small hand grasp my own.
'Smile?' I mouthed. At least I thought I did. I couldn't see anything; not even my own body when I looked down.
Maybe I was no longer a person. Maybe I was just an entity.
Then I was moving, being guided by Smile through the empty void. I could feel him holding my hand even though I couldn't see anything. Eventually the darkness began to lighten and I realised that the light was coming from a dirty window as the sun began to rise.
As the first rays of sunlight evaded the pitch black, I saw that I was standing in a room somewhere. It looked more like a basement that hadn't been cleaned since the eighties.
Smile was pulling on my hand and pointing at something slumped in the corner.
I moved closer to it. It looked like a bunch of rags but the smell was disgusting: like rotting meat.
I stopped when I got within a metre from the thing. I started to shake. Smile clung onto my hand tighter, his small face full of sorrow as he too stared at the thing.
Then the rags began to move and I saw a pale white, skeletal arm appear out of the folds of fabric. I backed away, pulling my hand from the little boy's grip. I started to shake my head but I couldn't tear by eyes away from the thing: the thing which was my wost fear, the thing which scared me more than Raith or Babu or even death itself.
I knew who it was even before the auburn hair appeared but I still lost my breath at the sight of her. She began to stand up, her body wasted and way too thin. She looked like an alien, her skin yellow and stretched tight over her bones. She approached me, her hands outstretched and I realised that it had been her that had been chasing me in the forest: her gnarled hand that had touched my shoulder.
Those dark hollow eyes met mine; accusing me, blaming me for everything that had happened to her. In those eyes were my own personal hell, all the emotions that I had kept bottle inside threatening to drown me.
I began to cry as I stared into the face of my dead twin sister Megan.
I woke up crying this time, my eyes bleary as I tried to blink away the tears.
Why wouldn't the dreams leave me alone? What did it all mean?
I stretched in my sleeping bag and rolled onto my side.
I froze as I came face to face with a small yellow skull.
I sat up and muffled my scream. There were bones everywhere: the bones of small animals. They were yellow and some were still covered in clumps of congealing blood.
Oh dear God.
My heart started hammering as the panic builded in my chest. The air smelt disgusting: like mud and something else. I started to choke, my hands still clamped over my mouth.
A strangled noise made me realise that CJ was also awake, staring around at the mess in horror.
"CJ…this is just a dream."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is. Go back to sleep."
"No it's not…there was a man here…"
I started to shake. The thought of Babu being in my room made me sick.
"He had white hair and looked like a girl…and he said that he knows about your dreams."
Horror turned to misery as I felt the familiar sensation of drowning in despair and hopelessness.
What was I going to do? My mind was a blank. The floor of my room was covered in bones! If Babu knew about my dreams then he knew about Megan…and if he knew about Megan than he knew how to destroy me.
"Tegan, where did all this come from? Who was that man? If this is a joke then it's sick!"
CJ looked around stiffly. I could tell he didn't want to touch the ground.
He wasn't listening. He kept staring around him, his eyes widening by the second.
"Jesus Christ! Are these real bones?"
"Tegan, what the hell is going on?"
I didn't know how to explain it. I couldn't think of a plausible lie. Hell, even the truth sounded retarded.
Suddenly CJ started screaming like a girl.
"What? What?" I yelled at him.
He threw the blanket off and I screamed too. Lying across his legs was the skeleton of what looked like a dog.
"It's on me! Why is it on me? I felt it move! I felt it move!"
I knew I had to tell him everything now. And once I was done, I had to make a visit to Miss Sabrina Saintly.
Charles Jacobs Welch and Tegan Michaels, the dynamic duo ready to kick some angel butt.
At least that was what I kept telling myself that as me and CJ walked down Herring Avenue.
The boy was strangely silent, although he wasn't exactly talkative around me. After I had explained everything that had happened in the past two months, CJ was sceptical. However, the bones in my room seemed to convince him that I wasn't completely insane. It also made me feel less helpless knowing that someone else knew what was going on. Even though CJ probably wouldn't be much help, I felt lighter now that the secret was shared between the two of us.
Once again I wondered why I hadn't exactly taken Babu that seriously before. When he kicked me out the window, I was mad but I hadn't done much about it. When he poured blood in my bed, again I was filled with rage but for some reason, I had still remained unmotivated. Why hadn't I tried to do something sooner? Now my room was an animal graveyard and he had threatened to use my past against me.
And worst of fall, CJ was involved.
"So let me get this straight." He said when the silence had become unbearable. "This Sabrina girl has a guardian angel who is out to get you because you broke into her house and stole her ring?"
"And right now we're going to go over to her house to follow her around to figure out something to do for her so that her angel won't hate you anymore?"
"And that sounds normal to you?"
"Actually, yes. Believe me, this isn't the weirdest thing I've done."
It was the beginning of a very hot day and I dreaded the coming heat. The concrete footpath reflected the sun into my eyes and every passing second I felt like I was slowly sizzling to death.
My mind wandered onto my dream. Megan. I could still see her hollow face, her sunken eyes, her pale blue lips. I felt like I was going to choke.
A part of me knew that they way she looked was all in my mind: they had never found her body. But I knew she was dead. I knew years ago.
Suddenly CJ tripped and fell on his face.
I didn't react, my dull eyes watching as he slowly got back to his feet.
"A little help would have been nice." He said to me. I wasn't listening though. I was looking at the person standing behind him.
"Raith." I said. It was strange how emotionless my voice sounded.
"Who's this?"CJ said irritably as he stood up.
Raith didn't reply but instead walked towards me.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked.
"What do you mean what? I asked what was wrong with you?"
"And I didn't understand your question you ass hat! Now get out of my way!" I shouted. He just couldn't be nice could he?
"That's more like it." Raith muttered. CJ was still staring. "What do you want?" Raith demanded.
"Hey, don't talk to him like that!" I said crossly.
"I'll talk to him how I want!"
"Why are you being such a bastard today?"
"Why are you acting like a-"
"CJ. I'm CJ. Who are you?" CJ cut in whilst Raith and I glared at each other.
"None of your business." Raith said with clenched teeth.
"This is Raith." I said, my eyes still glued to the dark haired boy.
"Oh…" At CJ's knowing tone, Raith's eyes narrowed.
"He knows who I am?" Raith whispered darkly.
"Well Babu…Babu…" I felt the tears building up and I realised that I was about to cry. I was feeling overwhelmed again. This was unbelievable. The last time I had a breakdown like this, Jess was there to comfort me.
"This Babu character filled her room with bones." CJ finished for me. "And I was sharing her room so she had to tell me."
"You were sharing her room?" Raith raised a dark eyebrow suspiciously and I wanted to give up. I was sick to death of everyone. I was done with all of this.
"Can we just keep going? Raith, I've decided that I'm not sitting around anymore. I'm going to go to Sabrina's house, follow her around and help her out as much as I can. Surely by then I would have evened out my score with Babu."
Even as I said it, the plan sounded stupid. What could I possibly do for Sabrina that would make Babu end this insane grudge against me? His resentment seemed totally irrational. There had to be a reason why Babu was targeting me: a better reason than because I stole some ring and because he used to be Raith's guardian angel. If there were other guardian angels out there, then I was sure they didn't attack every single person who hurt their charge. Raith was keeping something from me but I didn't know how to get him to admit it.
All three of us walked towards Eeltail Lane and in almost no time at all, we were standing outside Sabrina's perfect little house.
It was a Sunday morning and I didn't expect Sabrina to spend the day inside.
We sat behind several huge hedges that belonged to Sabrina's neighbour and, ignoring the odd looks the postman gave us, settled down to wait.
"So are we just going to sit here and wait for her to come out?" Raith asked in a bored voice after about five minutes.
"What if she doesn't come out?" CJ said nervously.
"She'll come out. Sabrina is a social butterfly."
We waited for what felt like hours but eventually the brunette left the house.
"Come on." I said to the two boys and we began to follow her. I bet we looked like deranged stalkers hiding behind bins and trees at every step we took.
"She's probably going to get a restraining order against you." Raith said after all three of us dived behind a parked truck when Sabrina turned around to wave at a passing car.
"We're not going to get caught." I hissed, peeking out from behind a tire.
If Sabrina had been a bit smarter, I'm sure she'd have noticed the constant muffled arguments I had with Raith, or CJ's incessant whingeing about the heat.
"If you say one more word, I will rip you a new asshole." Raith shouted at him when CJ started complaining out how he could feel the sweat sloshing around in his socks. Ew.
It wasn't long before we came to the city area and Raith pulled the hood of his coat up so that he wouldn't be stared at. I didn't know how he could even wear a jacket in this heat. I was melting in my t-shirt and shorts.
Then he and CJ began to play some sort of counting game.
"What are you doing?" I snapped, looking from one boy to another.
"Counting." Raith said nonchalantly whist CJ looked embarrassed.
"Counting how many times Sabrina's skirt goes up when she walks."
CJ started giggling which was awkward because he was a boy and it was weird hearing boys giggle like little girls. I think I realised at that moment how unbelievably creepy he was.
Raith seemed to think so too because he gave CJ a disgusted look and started walking faster so that he was in front of the two of us.
"So genius, any ideas on what you're going to do for Sabrina?" Raith asked as we very skilfully moved through the town centre.
"To be perfectly honest, no I don't." I sighed as I watched Sabrina talk on her phone and laugh.
"She's pretty." CJ drawled.
I rolled my eyes.
Eventually Sabrina went into a small cathedral and the three of us stood outside confused.
"Why did she go in there?" I asked.
"Well it's a Sunday. Don't people go to church on Sunday?" CJ replied.
Since when was Sabrina a devout Catholic?
"Do we go in?" CJ continued. "I've been baptised but I don't go to church often. The last time I went the priest was wearing this really weird looking dress that had-"
"Shut up." Raith said, rubbing his temples and looking tired.
The two boys looked at me and I realised that they expected me to make the decision. Great.
Before I could say anything, we heard a cough behind us and we turned to see a stocky, middle aged priest with a warm smile.
"Hello there." He greeted.
"Hi." CJ and I said at the same time. Raith just gave him a dark look.
"Are you here for the Sunday mass? My name is Father Jeffery." The priest beamed at us and CJ beamed back.
"Uh…sure. Yea we're here for that." I said when I realised that no one had answered the priest's question. My family wasn't that religion orientated so I hadn't actually been to church in years.
"That's great." Father Jeffery said, ushering us towards the huge wooden doors of the cathedral.
"Yea! I love church. My favourite hymn would have to be 'The Lord is my Shepherd' though I also like 'Lord of the Dance' and 'Jerusalem'." CJ started to say.
Wow, for a boy who didn't go to church 'often', it was strange that he had a favourite hymn.
"Well that's lovely. We'll be singing all three today." The priest replied to CJ happily. "What about you two? Do you have any favourite hymns?"
"Um…no…I think all the hymns are great." I said uncomfortably, pretending to be more interested in the interior of the cathedral. It was pretty spacious with a tall ceiling, wooden pews and stained glass windows depicting various saints. The place was full of people sitting patiently whilst someone played a spirited tune on the organ.
Raith completely ignored Father Jeffery, seeming more interested in the polished wooden floor.
The three of us seated ourselves close towards the back of the church whilst Father Jeffery started the sermon.
"Where's Sabrina?" I whispered to Raith.
"She's sitting in the front row."
After some squinting, I saw Sabrina's brown head.
"CJ, can you see what she's doing?" I asked. He would have a better view than me since there was a tall woman with even taller hair sitting directly in my line of sight.
CJ didn't answer. I turned to look at him and saw that he seemed to be mesmerised by the priests words, his hands clenched and held to his chest and his eyes wide.
I had forgotten how CJ tended to be a little too intense sometimes when he lost himself in the moment. He reminded me a little of Lizzy.
"You actually let him share your room?" Raith snorted as CJ let out a reverent "Amen."
"Oh Raith, are you jealous?" I teased, using his own words.
A moment later, CJ had fallen asleep on my shoulder. Damn insomniacs.
"Well can you see what she's doing?" I asked Raith.
"Well...I think she's just listening to the priest."
"Really? She's not texting or flirting or something?"
This was weird. When was Sabrina religious?
"Not everyone is who they appear to be on the outside." Raith told me, sounding strangely wise.
I had nothing to say to that.
Suddenly everyone stood up and opened weird pamphlet things. I sighed and turned to the boy sleeping on me.
"CJ, wake up. We're singing your favourite hymn."
CJ suddenly woke with a shout, embarrassing the hell out of both Raith and I. Then he sang his little heart out in a terrible off key note. I think my ears suffered irrevocable damage.
When the service ended, we followed Sabrina out of the cathedral and into what looked like a run down little building.
"She helps out at a homeless shelter?" I said incredulously.
I couldn't believe it! How was this possible? Who was Sabrina Saintly?
We huddled in the doorway behind a huge plastic palm tree, watching as the girl carried platters of sandwiches to each table. The grubby, rag-dressed people smiled at her, seeming to know her well. They talked and joked and she laughed merrily like she was having the time of her life.
"Excuse me." I said to one guy who walked past me. He jumped when he saw me peering out from behind the synthetic plant.
"Yes?" He asked. I was taken aback by the clarity of his speech. I guess I expected someone who looked so scruffy to talk like a redneck hillbilly or something.
"Do you know that girl over there?" I pointed at Sabrina.
"Oh yes. Sabrina is lovely. She comes and helps out here every Sunday. She's like an angel."
The boy, because I realised that he probably wasn't that much older than myself, looked at Sabrina with what looked like pride…which was weird.
"My name is Barry by the way." He said to me, giving me a smile. At least I thought it was a smile. His wild beard made it hard to see properly.
"Tegan." I replied, just to be polite.
"Nice name Tegan. You should stop by here more often."
Then he winked at me and I wanted to throw myself off a skyscraper. As he walked away, Raith started laughing.
"You sure do attract the weird ones." He said between bursts of chuckles.
"Be quiet! It's not like I…wait, where's CJ?"
We both looked around and my eyes widened as I saw him talking to Sabrina.
"Abort mission!" I screamed as Sabrina started to turn in our direction.
Then I ran, knocking over the palm tree with a clatter and elbowing some old woman as I sprinted out the doorway.
"Did she see us?" I yelled as I darted around people in the street and narrowly avoided a head on collision with Father Jeffery.
"I think so." I heard Raith say next to me. "If the look on her face was anything to go by."
We darted across the street and ended up in a skate park.
Avoiding the strange looks we were getting, I sat down on some steps that led to a weird looking semi circle thing.
"That was awful." I said with my head in my hands.
"Because Sabrina already thinks I'm a freak. Now that she knows I've been following her…ugh I can't think about it."
"She might not have known you were following her."
I shook my head.
"I knocked over the plastic pot plant and ran away. I'm pretty sure that looks suspicious."
We sat in silence for a little bit while I contemplated what I was going to do. I had to get Babu to leave me alone.
Glancing at Raith out of the corner or my eye, I decided that I had to confront him. Not knowing where to start, I began with the thing that had started it all.
"What's the deal with the ring?" I asked.
"Do you really want to get into this now?" Raith mumbled, not looking at me but feigning interest in an obese middle aged man who was riding past on his scooter.
Trying to be subtle, I tried a different approach.
"It's just that you're not wearing it today so I hope that you haven't lost it again after everything we've been through."
I waited for his reaction but when he didn't even look at me, I tried again.
"I mean I bet it's special right? It looks pretty neat…"
"And old. It looks pretty old too. Like an antique…"
"And it probably has all these –"
"Can you just stop?" Raith snapped, finally looking at me with some wild emotion in his eyes.
"Stop what? I'm just making conversation." I said, feigning innocence.
"I know what you're doing and I thought I made it clear that I don't want to talk about it!"
"No you didn't!" Did he? He's mentioned that he didn't want to talk about lots of things but I was pretty sure the ring wasn't one of them.
Raith let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through his hair.
"It was given to me by someone special ok? There's no hidden mystical powers. It's not some ancient relic. You don't have to freaking destroy it in the fires of Mount Doom. It's just a ring. Let it go."
"It can't be just a ring if you were so persistent about-"
"It's. Just. A. Ring."
A recoiled at the spark of anger I saw him his eyes and decided that whatever answers I needed, I wasn't going to get them from Raith.
I sat in the corner of the room, a huge black garbage bag next to me and dishwashing gloves on my hands.
"Go away CJ! I can't believe you talked to her!" I yelled, holding my breath as I put more of the bones in the bag. Deep down I knew I'd never be able to sleep in my room again. The thought of going to sleep and waking up surrounded by bones made me want to hurl.
I shuddered, my stomach churning.
CJ tried to open the door but I had locked it. Probably not a good idea because the smell was getting overpowering and stuffy, even with the window wide open.
"But where will I sleep? Come on! I just asked for her number and said I was a friend of yours!"
"That's basically treason! Go away! Sleep in Jess' room or something!"
"Tegan?" A high pitched voice whined.
"What are you doing? CJ can't sleep in my room!"
"Hey, you barely sleep in your room yourself!"
I ignored them and turned up the music on my iPod. Stupid CJ.
Once all the bones were securely in the garbage bag and the smell faded a little thanks to the help of two fans and an air freshener, I sat on my wheelie chair and tried to think about what I was going to do. I couldn't sleep in my room. That was for sure.
However, the thought made me bristle. First it was my bed and then it was the whole room. Babu must've known I slept on the floor, the twisted freak.
Standing up and walking over to the door, I opened it, one hand around the garbage bag.
The corridor was deserted so I pulled the bag down the stairs and out the front door.
Leaving the bag by the curb near the rest of our garbage, I sat down next to it and rested my head on my knees.
In the end, I decided there was only one option.
Later that night, I knocked on Jess' door.
"What?" She cried.
"Can I come in?" I asked.
She opened the door and looked at me strangely.
"Since when do you want to come into my room?" she asked, a perfectly plucked eyebrow raised.
"Well…actually, I was hoping you'd let me sleep in your room." I said softly.
I waited for her to shout at me to go away or think it was a joke but to my surprise, she didn't.
"Why?" she said slowly.
"Well I don't like sharing a room with CJ."
"So he's staying in your room atm?"
I knew atm meant at the moment but it irked me that she was using chatspeak in an actual real life conversation.
"Yea." For some reason, CJ wasn't nearly as scared as I was about staying in my room. Maybe I should have mentioned that the bed he was sleeping on had been drenched in blood a few weeks ago.
"Why can't you sleep on the couch?"
"Because mum would get mad at me and ask why. And then she'd think my reason was retarded so she'd force me to share with CJ."
"Your reason is a little retarded."
I think something in my tone finally convinced her because after a huff she said, "Alright, fine. But no laughing at my posters. And to be honest, I wouldn't trust CJ to be alone in your room."
At her sly look, I grimaced.
"I'm just saying." She giggled as she opened the door wider and I stepped into boy band central. "And I'm only letting you in here because you look a little sick. I won't ask why. I know being around CJ is uncomfortable. But as long as you're in here, you can't criticize me in any way."
There was something strangely comforting about being in Jess' room. The normality of it all that made me forget about my problems.
That night, before we went to sleep, we played with the lamp next to her bed making shadow puppets and playing truth or dare.
I was glad when I didn't dream.
I was sitting in a coffee shop on Wednesday waiting for Cory and feeling a little down.
I had been too scared to follow Sabrina all week just in case she was on alert for stalkers after the stupid CJ incident. I knew I had to do something for her. It was only a matter of time before Babu came back.
"Hey Tegan. Sorry to keep you waiting." Cory said as he sat down opposite me.
He suddenly frowned when he saw my mocha.
"You ordered without me?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
"Um yea. I was thirsty."
"You could have at least waited for me. Did you pay for it already?"
"Well how does that make me feel? A girl shouldn't be spending money on a date!"
Cory looked really worked up and agitated and suddenly, with absolute clarity, I realised I needed to break up with him.
My heart just wasn't in the relationship anymore. I wondered whether my heart was even in it to begin with. All the times I spent with Cory had been fun but in the end, that's all it was: a little fun. And these days it hadn't been fun at all. Ever since his freak out at the fete, I had been dreading talking to him, even seeing him. And even before that incident, I found myself feeling worn out and tired every time I spoke to him. I didn't enjoy his company. In fact, there were things about him that started to annoy me. Like how he was always ruffling my hair even though I told him not to. Or how he sometimes acted too gentlemanly and it was like he expected me to rely on him for everything. And how he was so unbearably needy sometimes. To be honest, our whole relationship didn't even feel like a relationship.
It wasn't fair on Cory to be with someone who didn't appreciate him.
I started paying attention to the conversation and realised that Cory was still going on a spiel about how the guy should always pay for a girl on the date and that it was like a blow to his manhood that I had bought my own cup of coffee. For some reason, I remembered how Raith and I had that mock argument in the fast food joint and freaked the daylights out of the guy at the cash register. Suddenly I started laughing.
"You think this is funny?" Cory shouted, suddenly standing up.
Everyone in the coffee shop was staring at us and I swallowed, absolutely shocked.
"Cory…" He looked like he was going to interrupt me so I stood up so we were standing face to face. "Cory, I think we should break up."
There was a deafening silence. Then Cory's eyes widened.
"What? Look Tegan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you and-"
"No Cory. It's not about that. I just…I don't want to be girlfriend and boyfriend anymore…"
Cory looked like he was going to freak out. His eyes widened and his lips parted slightly in shock. Oh dear.
"If this is about what happened at the fete-"
"Cory listen to me. It's nothing to do with anything you've done. I just don't want to be in a relationship at the moment. My life is becoming too complicated and I don't have time to give you the attention you deserve."
"It's because of Raith isn't it! Are you breaking up with me to be with him? Huh? Are you?"
I couldn't believe it. What the hell was wrong with him?
Suddenly unbelievably angry, I grabbed my bag and tried to walk away. I was stopped when he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
"Don't you dare walk away from me!" he bellowed, his eyes bulging. "We're not done here!"
"Yes we are!" I shouted, ripping my hand away from him. "I don't know why you're being so irrational and acting like this but I've had enough!"
As I stomped to the door of the café, he suddenly ran after me.
"Wait Tegan! You can't leave me! I love you!"
Love. That word stopped me with my hand on the door. He couldn't love me. It wasn't possible.
I turned back to him and saw that he was on his knees, his eyes pleading as he looked at me with a broken expression.
I was unbelievably confused. Why was he so attached to me? Was I a horrible person for doing this?
I was well aware of everyone watching us but I knew I couldn't be with him any longer.
"I'm sorry. Goodbye Cory Worthington." I whispered.
Then I left.