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Kailey Ybarra


This is a story about a boy and a girl who love each other and how they go throughout life supporting each other , but the secrets they keep are what threatens their relationship.


Romance Chick-lit Not for children under 13.

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The Beautiful Letdown

I never knew what it was like to be loved. Until I met you. All the texts you send me, the long nights talking on the phone, the endless and frequent I love yous. All the typical love stuff. I was the luckiest girl in the whole wide world because I had you. We were two peas in a pod, you and I. You meant more than the moon and stars to me. You meanteverythingto me. I loved you so much. And I knew you felt the same way. I knew because you've told me, numerous times. And whenever you told me, you always ended it with, "You're my forever." And Ilovedyou for that. So much. You made my life worth living. You were the reason that I got up out of bed every morning. You were the reason I lived my life. You were the reason for everything. I was the type of person who even when everyone hated me, you still loved me. I never had many friends at school, and what friends I did have, they usually didn't want to be friends with me after a while. But you, you befriended me and now are my one and only. We were both in the eleventh grade in high school, and we had been together since tenth. I'll never forget the first time that I thought I was in love with you. You were a handsome boy who was about 5'9, a couple of inches taller than me. You had the most beautiful ocean blue eyes that always sparkled. Your hair was brown, and always combed nice and neat. Every day, you came to school wearing jeans and a t-shirt, which as simple as it was, I loved. You were the perfect guy for me. Personality and all. You were always super sweet, kind and energetic. If only you realized how badly I wanted you to be mine. We were sitting in the cafeteria at lunch at a table with your friends, and for some reason, we were talking about relationships. Now, I knew that I liked you as a friend, and I knew you felt the same. (But, every once in a while, you would do some things that made me think I meant something more to you.) When all of the sudden, the conversation turned to Tyler. "Tyler, who do you like?" It was Tyler's friend Jake who asked the question. I was checking my phone for notifications when my head snapped up and I listened in. But, it was weird, because all of the sudden, I was curious, which I had never been before. "Well, I um...." he trailed off. "C'mon man, who do you like?" This was my chance to know. He was about to say it! "I-I've got to go," he said as he pushed back his chair and got up from the table. Awww man, I thought, he almost said it. "Someone should go after him, " Jake said. " I'll go," I volunteered. I quickly got up and ran to the cafeteria exit that Tyler had just walked out of. When I got into the hallway, I turned my head looking around frantically for him. I spotted him, sitting outside the gym, a little ways from me. I walked down the hallway to where he was eating the rest of his lunch and sat down next to him. "Hey," I said. "You okay?" He didn't say anything. "Tyler, I'm your best friend, I know when something's wrong. I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on." He turned away from me, sighed loudly and took a huge bite of his sandwich, fitting as much as he could into his mouth. Still no answer. I guess he had gotten fed up with me asking if he was okay because he suddenly stood up and walked away. I got up and tried to run after him, but he just held up his hand, signaling that he didn't want me to follow him. I just stood there, stunned. He's never acted this way before, I thought, so I have no idea why he's acting this way now. ~He didn't speak to me for the rest of the day. I tried to talk to him in the hallways during passing periods, but once again, he just held up his hand and continued walking. I was really starting to worry about him as the day progressed. I had sent him several texts that were left on read, unanswered. Did I do something wrong? Why wasn't he answering my messages? Did he feel too pressured and overwhelmed at lunch? Those questions were running round and round in my mind until the dismissal bell rang, letting us know it was time to go home. Tyler and I always rode home together, when his mother, Mrs. James picked us up from school. I got into the car before he did, and said, "Hey, how was your day?" She replied, " It was good, thanks for asking. How was yours?" I was just about to answer her, when Tyler opened the door, and sat down heavily in the back seat with me. He sighed. "Hey, Mom," he said. "Bad day?" His mother asked. "You don't want to know," he said as he glared at me. It was obvious he was mad at me. I don't know why, I was literally just checking on him. Mrs. James saw the glare he had just given me and said, "Okay." She started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. The car ride home was silent. Mrs. James turned on the radio and put on the gospel radio station. She started to hum along with the words. Tyler sighed and pulled out his phone. I discreetly looked over at what he was doing and saw he was texting Jake. Hey, man. Quick question. I was just wondering how to tell a girl I like her. Any advice?I quickly looked away before he hit send so he wouldn't notice I was watching him. Luckily he didn't. At four o'clock sharp I was dropped off at my house. I thanked Mrs. James for the ride and patted Tyler goodbye on the shoulder. He tensed up when I touched him. I sighed and walked up the drive. I took out my keys and let myself into the house. What the hell is his problem? He's been like this all day ever since Jake asked him who he liked. When I entered the foyer, I was welcomed by three wet noses and wagging tails, happy to see me. As much as I loved them, those three dogs were a mess. I couldn't even get in the door without them trying to jump on me. I force my way into the living room, laying my backpack on the couch. I let the dogs outside so they'd be out of the way. I walk to the kitchen and found a sticky note on the bar. Hey, sweetie. Your father and I went out on a date night. Will be back around 10. There are leftovers in the fridge for dinner. Love you! I sighed. At least their relationship is still afloat. I walked to the fridge and found some delicious burgers my dad had made the other night. I heated one up in the microwave and ate. I was hungry. After I had eaten dinner, I went upstairs to my room and climbed onto my bed. I kicked off my shoes and dove under the covers. I closed my eyes for a moment.Boy, what a day. I wonder if I should text Tyler again. I justhope he's ok. Hmmmm.... I opened my eyes and took out my phone. I opened up Tyler's contact and typed out a message. Hey. You seemed pretty mad at me on the way home. Is everything okay? Call me if you need to. I hit send, not totally sure if he would reply or not. I put it on sound and closed my phone, resting it on my chest. I waited. I waited. I waited. I waited some more. Then, finally just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard my phone ring. It was Tyler! I quickly sat up, rubbed my eyes and answered the phone. "Hey," I said, "You ok?" There was a few beats of silence before he sighed and answered. "Sam, look I got something to tell you." (My real name was Samantha, but people just called me Sam.) "Yeah, anything, what is it?" A few more beats of silence. " First off, um, I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry for the way I treated you today. That wasn't cool and you didn't deserve that by any means. Do you think you could forgive me?" Wow. I was not expecting that whatsoever. I thought he would be mad. "Tyler, I'm your friend," I said, "Of course I'll forgive you." I heard him sigh on the other end of the phone. It sounded like he was relieved."Well, that's good," he said. "But there's something else that I want to tell you, but I can't do it over the phone. Is there any chance I could come over?" What in the world could he possibly want to ask me that he can't do over the phone? Wait! Could it be what I think it was? Will he finally admit that he likes me? I quickly snapped out of my thoughts to Tyler saying, "Sam, Sam, are you there? Hello?" I was so excited! I couldn't wait! "Yes, I'm here," I said. "So?" I opened up my mom's contact. "Sure," I said, "Let me just text my mom asking her if it's okay." Tyler replied, "Nice, ok, just let me know. I have to go eat dinner real quick, but if your mom says yes, then I'll be over soon." I quickly texted my mom asking if he could come over. "Okay", I said, "I just texted her, so we'll see what she says." He said, "Okay, just text me when she gets back to you. Bye." I said goodbye and hung up the phone. A few minutes later, my mom texted back. Of course, honey. Just not too late. It's still a school night. I replied with yes ma'am and texted Tyler back that it was ok for him to come over. ~About an hour later, I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door to reveal a flushed face Tyler, who rode his bike over in the scorching heat. He parked his bike on the drive and came walking up the front steps. "Hey," he said, breathlessly. "Can I come in?" I held the door open for him and he walked tiredly into the living room and sat down. "Let me get you some water," I said walking into the kitchen. I grab a glass out of the cabinet and fill it with ice and water. I go back to the living room and sat down next to him on the couch, moving my backpack out of the way, and handed the water to him. "So," I said, "What did you want to tell me?" He sighed heavily and downed the water in three big gulps almost as if it were alcohol. "Sam, there's no easy way to say this, but I like a girl at school, it's Angela." I sunk back into the couch, stunned. He didn't like me. He never liked me.


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