If Love is Blind..I Have Perfect Eyesight

If love is blind… I have perfect eyesight Chapter 2

Note to self: Don’t let people see my wrists

I looked blankly down at my bleeding wrist. The room seemed to be swirling and I felt an all time high. I don’t know why but I felt better. As if all my problems were in my blood slowly flowing away. But after I went to the bathroom to clean my wrists I took a long hard look at the mirror and realized my problems were still there and that feeling can only stay for so long. But one thing I knew for sure is that I will go back and nobody can see my wrists, I don’t want people to think I’m like the emo’s at my school. So I kept this my little secret.

I’ll keep you my dirty little secret

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

I don’t know why but that song just popped into my head. I decided to shake it off and just watch Television. Nothing better to do anyway.

“So I heard you got suspended!” I could hear the teasing ness in Clayton’s voice on the other side of the telephone.

“Yes I did but it wasn’t my fault!” Stupid teacher with his stupid ness.

“That’s what they all say!” Dang you Teacher and Clayton, Dang you.

“ANYWAYS! How was school?” Only thing I could do was change the topic.

“I was forced to learn. Sad thing it is I know. But off the topic of my misery how about we hang out today?” I giggled and accepted his offer.

“Great, How about I come over in like 10 minutes?

“Sounds Like a plan” I headed upstairs and but on a cute white and black hoodie with hearts on it. It was one of my favourite sweaters! And it covered up a certain something. After I got my sweater on I went downstairs and flicked the tube back on.

When I heard the doorbell ring I turned of the TV and ran to the door to open it.

“Hello little miss trouble” Clayton stood there with a teasing smile on his face. He totally ripped that off a t-shirt I swear… Right?

“Me? Trouble? Ha!”

“Says the one that is suspended”

“I blame the stupid English teacher; I swear I’m completely innocent” I threw up my hands over my head the turned around and closed the door.

“Let’s go to the park” I looked at Clayton and then up at the sky.

“Well it doesn’t look like it’s going to rain… sure!” I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the park. It wasn’t that far, maybe a 5 minute walk. First thing I did was go on the swings. I find swings are the most fun part of all parks. Haven’t you noticed everyone always runs to the swings first? And swings are always fun no matter what age you are. Who ever came up with this idea is a total genius! I pushed myself off the ground and pumped with my legs; Clayton had stolen the swing beside me and was just sitting there looking at me. I noticed this and stopped my swing.

“What is it? Do I have something on my face?” I looked at him quizzically and he smiled.

“Nope” What the hell? Why is he smiling?

“Come on what is it?” I must find out! Did he get a boyfriend?!?

“Come here and I’ll tell you” I stood up from the swing and slowly walked in front of him. He had a different look in his eye. What the hell?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?

He motioned his finger telling me to move closer. My face was right in front of his and I was staring into his eyes. Then he did something. He kissed me. His lips pressed onto mine. For a second I couldn’t register this but when I got my senses back I pushed myself away and started walking backwards.

“Clayton…” I was out of breath. This isn’t supposed to be happening! He’s GAY!

“Your, your, GAY!” I looked at him and he seemed a bit embarrassed.

“Here’s the thing I don’t think I’m gay…” I looked at him shocked and he blushed a little. I couldn’t think of any reply. I guess he took my silence as a sign to continue.

“And well I’ve had a crush on you for a long time and, well, I thought you might have had a crush on me too but were too scared to say it because you thought I was gay. Natasha I love you” I looked at him still not registrating all of this. Then my mouth just started moving and words came out.

“I had a bad day and I just wanted to come to the park with my gay best friend like always.” I looked like a robot or something, staring into nothing. When I looked down at Clayton again he seemed ashamed. I slowly started walked away when I heard some footsteps and he grabbed my arm. But when he did this he pushed my sleeve up. I looked down and then at Clayton. He just stared at me shocked. But then he spoke.

“Why”
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