SO TODAY'S MY BIRTHDAY, I'M TURNING 17, AND TO CELEBRATE THIS
ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME DAY, I PRESENT TO YOU:
MEINE LIEBE AKT II
This story is a sequel to "Meine Liebe"
(which from now on also can be called "Meine Liebe Akt I")
Note: So here I'm returning with another story with those crazy characters of mine!:) I hope all of you who followed the first story will be with me in this one too!:) I tell you, it will be much more drama in this story, than in the first one!:) And for those of you who're joining me first now, I suggests you read Meine Liebe first, since that is the prequel to this story!:) You don't have to read it, but I suggest you do; I promise you'll like it!:)
I sat on the usual bench, surrounded by my siblings and our American friends. Well, their friends, they aren't exactly mine.
I don't know any of them thoroughly; the only one I have a kind-of-friendly relationship with is River, my brother's boyfriend.
Well, yeah, and there is Hunter. River's best friend. My kind-of-boyfriend. My cheating kind-of-boyfriend, that is.
I chewed lightly on my lower lip and frowned at him. He didn't notice though, he was to busy laughing and joking with River and Kristy, the brown-haired lesbian. At least I think she's a lesbian, because everyone is saying that she's in love with The Bitch; Regina George, the Drama Queen. Kristy always denies it, but I have noticed that she denies it a little too much.
Bastard, I thought, frowned one last time at Hunter and lowered my eyes to the book in my lap again. I couldn't read anything though, my concentration just wasn't there.
I was so angry with Hunter; so angry with my sister who sat right next to me in Shawn's lap, licking his face and being so damn happy; angry with Kaiser who had gotten River as his boyfriend.
Because River was the perfect boyfriend: caring, loving, nice, etc. etc. etc, all that kind of things. He was just perfect. A perfect guy, a perfect boyfriend, perfect for Kaiser… He was not cheating and flirting around like Hunter always was.
Must that damn idiot burn in Hell, I thought darkly.
But no matter how much he was cheating on me, I always ended up with him again. I was in love with him, so I always forgave him… I always ended up in bed with him.
Must I fucking burn in Hell, my thoughts cursed.
But what could I really do? I was in love with the guy, and even though it really hurt seeing him with other people, – flirting, making out with them, knowing that he would fuck them later –, I'll do anything to be with him… Even though I'm just one of many.
That's just pathetic of me, isn't it?
I know, it really sucks. I really suck.
But I'm in love with him and I can't change that. I have tried, trust me, really tried, but I have failed every time.
All those times we have broken up in anger these few weeks we've "been" together… I always went back into his arms.
I just can't help myself.
He's so handsome, so attractive, so nice and loving when we're alone together…
I have fallen in love with him, and there is nothing I can do about it, no matter if I like it or not.
Someone suddenly poked my side and ripped me out of my thoughts.
I turned my head slowly to glare at Khevin, my triplet brother. The youngest of us; me being the oldest, Rica the midmost.
"What?" I snapped.
"What's with the depressing look?" Khevin asked, overlooking completely my snappish-ness.
"I don't have a depressing look," I muttered.
"Yes, you have," my brother said firmly. "So just tell me what's wrong, Kael, or do I have to drag it out of you?"
I leaned back on the bench, sighed heavily, and then managed to give him a small smile.
"See? Nothing wrong with me," I said.
"Yes, it is," he said, not letting me escape from it.
"It's the book," I said quickly.
"What?" He raised one eyebrow at me.
"The book is really depressing," I lied. "You know that I easily live myself into a book. And this one is in a depressing part right now. So, there you have your answer."
"You haven't been reading in that book since we came out here," my little brother pointed out.
Damn him! Why does he have to be so watchful all the time? Doesn't he have his own life to worry about?
"That's because it's depressing," I snapped and rolled my eyes in irritation. Can't he just leave me alone? I want to sit here, by myself in my own thoughts and mope and frown at a certain blond person.
"I don't believe that," Khevin said slowly. He shrugged his shoulders and leaned back against the bench. "But I'll leave it. For now…!" He gave me a warning look, and I quickly looked away; refusing to even glance at him again.
"Go away Khevin," I muttered. "Just leave me alone!"
"Fine!" He snapped and rose from the bench. "As you wish, brother!"
He gave me an angry look and then marched away.
"What did you do now?!" Rica exclaimed next to me.
"Are you going to start to?" I hissed and turned my head to glare at her. She still sat in Shawn's lap, but they weren't invading each others mouths anymore. Thank fucking God for that…!
I rose from the bench too and walked away, (in another direction than Khevin, may I add), before Rica could say anything else to me.
I could feel everyone's eyes on me, but I didn't care. I was totally indifferent about them all at the moment.
Well, I got pretty annoyed when I heard footsteps behind me, and understood that one of them had followed me.
"What?!" I yelled and turned on my heels to face the person.
I frowned when it was Hunter's rifle-green eyes I glared into. He crossed his arms over his chest and had a fucking smirk on his face. How dare he smirk at me?!
"Stay away from me, Henshaw," I muttered and intended to turn around again and leave.
He stopped me, though, by grabbing my wrist before I came that far.
"What's wrong with you today?" He asked, studying my face intensively. "You've been cranky all day… Has something happened?"
Has something happened?
Has something happened?!
How dared he even ask me that question? Didn't he understand that he was my whole fucking problem?!
"I'm fine," I snapped. "Why does everyone keep asking me if something's wrong? I'm fucking fine, okay? There's nothing wrong with me!"
"I hear you say that," Hunter said shortly and stared sharply at me. "But I don't believe it."
"I just need some time alone," I said. "Just need some time to think. For myself. With no one around. So let me go, Hunter!" I firmly met his eyes, refusing to look away or even blink. I was going to win this, so he could just give up at once…!
"Are you coming to the party tonight then?" He asked, slackening his grip around my forearm. "You remember it's Friday, right? And that Abigail Fowler is having a party?"
Of course I remember you idiot! I thought. How could I not remember something like that? Abigail Fowler had a party a month earlier, and it was then my bullshit with Hunter started.
We slept together that night. Our first time together.
And next day he cheated. He cheated with a girl; one of the school sluts.
I should have broken it off then, I thought. But I always went back to him… I always forgave… No, not really forgave, just disregarded it, I think…
I sighed heavily and forced my thoughts away. I knew he expected an answer, and even though I seriously didn't want to party tonight, I couldn't resist those rifle-green eyes… Couldn't resist the whole blond boy in front of me…!
"Sure," I said. "I'll come to the party…"
"Promise?" His eyes were scrutinizing my own bright green ones.
And as I said it, he completely let go of my hand, I could turn around and walk away…
Author's note: Why are first chapters so hard to write? I spent TWO days writing this one! Well, actually three, but the first day I couldn't write anything except from the title, so I count from the day I actually started writing on this chapter… So hard, I'm was really suffering… I hate writing first chapters! But now it's done, so hopefully things will go better from here and on!:D
This story starts ca. a week, maybe two weeks, after the end of the first story. I'm not really that good with timelines, so I don't know… I think it is between one-two weeks…:) The first Meine Liebe was set in the last few weeks of August. The school year in Norway always uses to start around 19-24 August. I don't know when it starts in USA, but I'm writing after what I'm used to, so these American's start school in August!:) And since Meine Liebe was set in August, this one is set in September, the end of September actually, since it's exactly a month since Abigail Fowler's party in the first story… Everyone remembers that party? When Kaiser got drunk…?:p Haha, that was fun, but anyway…
I won't be having a mini-glossary after every chapter, only if it's many difficult German words in one, so I hope you learned some German from the first story!:) You learned to count right? So you will understand that when it stands 'eins' that means 'one' right?:) But if it's something in a chapter you didn't understand, just ask me in the review okay?:)
Kael are really cursing a whole lot, so I hope any of you doesn't have anything against that…:) That's just his personality, (well, his thoughts, he doesn't really speak that much), so bear with my cute, little emotional German boy!:) (Err… I thought Kaiser was my cute, little emotional German boy? Nah, guess Kael can be one too, but he doesn't show his emotionally side that often… Hmm… I think he may be a little bipolar…)
Sooo, what did you think? Did you like it? Did you not like it? ;;clasping hands in expectation;; Just tell me, both positive and negative answers are welcome!:) Though I hope they're mostly positive!:)
Okay, so this author's note and the one in the beginning are almost longer than the chapter… So sorry guys, but this is the first chapter of the sequel, so can you really blame me?:) But anyway, I'll stop my rambling right there and NOW!
Please read and review!:D