I drove my car to the place. I was very anxious to go there. It's been a while since I've been there.

I parked my car at the side of the road and climbed out, locking it behind me. I walked through the woods until I reached the clearing where usually no one comes. I don't know how Emma found it, but she brought me here one day.

I reached the clearing and saw an open yard with green grass cutted short. I moved closer to the edge and looked down to see the sea was clear. It was beautiful. It was peaceful.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and laid on the grass. Everything that's happened with me came rushing to my mind. I don't want to remember, but I just can't forget it.

I'm not angry at Liam. I know he cares for me, but I don't want him to miss his class and take care of me. It reminds me that I'm just the person who causes trouble.

Trouble.

Chase.

Yeah, trouble is one of the reasons I don't want to come close to him. I can't trust him. If he knows what I did, I know he'll hate me. I don't know how to reverse it back. If only I could.

It will crush me, if he hates me and I know he will. I sighed. Can my life get any better? I like him, but he hates me.

I, Chloe likes Chase. I liked him when I first met him in New York. I know he liked Emma, so I backed off. And now that he is here, I don't know what to do.

I hate him. I hate him. I ranted in my mind. I know I will hate him if I keep repeating to myself. But they say once you are hit by a Cupid's Arrow, there is no going back.

I was at the clearing until it was time for my work. I climbed in my car and drove off to the cafe. I entered and smiled at Alice, who was working at the same time. She was red-head and red-head are pretty angry but Alice is cool to be with.

I went to the workers room, took my name tag and went to the counter. My day started pretty bad. I was hoping it would end atleast good. I took the cash from the old lady and gave her a smile and greeted her good day. I turned around to the counter behind me and kept my phone there. I look at the time and it was only five.

Suddenly, the door burst open and came in my friends along with the guys. They rushed towards me, angrily, a counter separating us.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Ashley yelled.

"Where were you!?" Leah exclaimed.

"Are you alright?" Laura asked in concern.

"That was an epic show in the canteen," Alec laughed.

"I am so proud of you," Ryan joined Alec.

"You're good," Jason nodded.

"Can we talk?" Chase asked. I looked at him with an eyebrow raised. All of the others snapped their head towards him.

"No," I simply replied. He raised his eyebrow this time. I looked away ignoring him. "Guys, I'm busy. Can we talk later?" I dismissed them, not looking at them.

"Don't do it again, Chloe. Don't shut me again." Ash pleaded. I know I was doing wrong again. I am shutting everyone out. I did the same thing after I got my first panic attack and thereafter, I would always shut them whenever I use to get it.

I looked at Ash. Hurt flash through her eyes, while the others were purely confused. Chase eyed me curiously. I sighed and gave a sad smile to her.

"I won't shut you this time," I promised. She beamed after hearing me and I let out a small laugh.

Still smiling she said, "Okay. Now we will let you work. Don't want the manager to shout at you, do we?" She wiggled her eyebrow. I'm glad, I could make her smile or laugh.

She turned to others and gave them a reassuring smile. They returned the smile and took the nearest booth by the window.

Chase hasn't moved as he continued to stare at me. I looked at him blinking. Why is he still here?

I cleared my throat. "Is there anything you need?"

He snapped out of his thought. "Huh? Sorry. Uh...I just want to talk to you about last night." He rubbed the back of his neck, nervously. I bit my lips to hide my smile. I can't be angry with him even if I want to. He makes it so damn difficult.

"We'll talk, but not here. I have work. We can talk at home if you want." I muttered. Smiling, he turned and went towards the booth.

I truly meant when I said I won't shut people out this time. I know it won't be that easy, but trying doesn't hurt, right?

I continued with my work. By now, all my friends had gone home. The manager of the cafe came out with a flyer and stuck it outside.

I turned to Alice and asked, "Does he want a new worker?"

"Yeah I guess," she said. Her eyes lit up, "maybe someone he hire will be hot. I really need new people around. I'm tired of seeing your face every day."

I scoffed at her. "Glad to know you love me so much."

"You know it's true." She said playfully.

"Yeah well, maybe. Depends if it's a guy, he shouldn't be a man-whore and if it's a girl, then she shouldn't be a..." I was thinking of some proper word I want to describe her.

"Slut?" Alice asked. I gasp at her.

"Rude much?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes, "As if you were not thinking about it."

"Was not."

"Of course. Girl, you're innocent. Chloe doesn't swear."

I frowned at her, "Whatever. I have to go. My shift is over. Bye."

"Bye."

I took my bag from the workers room and headed towards my baby. I got in and drove home. Reaching home, I entered and went to the living room that connected the staircase at the corner of it, only to find mom and dad waiting for me. I placed the car keys on the nearby table and turned towards them and raised an eyebrow.

Mom looked nervously at Dad. Dad only gave her reassuring smile and turned towards me. "How was work, kiddo?"

I slowly sat on the opposite couch facing them. "Good."

"We got a call from school that you didn't attend any class after your lunch, is that right?"

"Yeah."

"Why, may I ask?" He asked, cautiously.

"I wasn't feeling well."

"You should have called me."

"I wanted to stay alone, okay? Why can't you'll understand?" I snapped at him. Why move round and round. Directly ask me the freaking question.

Mom gave a stern look, "You can't talk to us this way, young lady. We also got a call from Liam."

"I don't care what he said. I don't want your help. So leave me alone." I jumped from the couch and went upstairs, ignoring the calls Mom send my way.

I opened my door, came inside and slammed the door shut. Why can't they leave me alone? I don't want to talk about my panic attacks, but they want to know everything. They can't have the old Chloe, but they won't give up. Not only Mom and Dad but Liam too. We never fight and unfortunately today, we did. I sighed. Today was a rough day. Now all I want to do is sleep.

"I see you had a rough day." A voice startled me. I turned towards my window. I don't have energy for another argument.

I walked towards him. "What do you want?"

"Just want to talk," he said playfully.

"Look, can we do this some other time. I'm really not in a mood." I just want to sleep.

"Nope. I want to talk now," he smirked. I wish to slap that smirk off his face and shove it up his as- butt.

Violent much?

"Fine. Start talking." I replied impatiently, tapping my feet on the ground waiting for him to finish what he has to say.

He sobered up at that and ran his hands through his hair. "Okay. Yeah well...uh...I wanted say that I am really sorry about what happened the other day." He seems so nervous that it's kinda cute. "I didn't mean to say anything rude. You see, when I had that encounter with Aoron, well that was really weird." He made an uncomfortable face as he recalled the memory.

Good memory.

I bit back a smile that threatens​ to break through my face. I really don't know how he manages to make me smile even in the situation like this.

"I didn't mean to hurt you or anything but he was checking me out...and everything. I also lost the game and I kind of lashed out on you. This was wrong of me, of course. I mean, I'm not gay and the way he was looking at me, it was...." He trailed mumbling to himself.

I couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard that I had to take support of the window sill to keep myself from falling.

He scoffed at me when he saw me laughing. "Yeah yeah, laugh it up. When this happens to you, then we'll talk." I was still laughing, hard. He let out an irritating sigh. "Stop it, will you?" He ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay, fine. But that was epic. If you want I can call him and tell him you want to talk to him or whatever. I know he'll be happy about it." I laughed once more as his scowl deepened.

"Whatever. And don't you dare call him or else I will kill you," he threatened me. As if I'm scared.

But I only nodded my head, afraid that if I open my mouth I wouldn't be able to control my mouth; laughing.

He breathes a sigh of relief. "So..." he trailed.

I raised an eyebrow. "So what?"

"Well, that was nice scene in the canteen you made. I don't think Jeff is going to bother you any time soon."

"Yeah. I think that's good. Because if he did anything like that again, then I'm going to make it worst for him!" I exclaimed. I can even think of the ideas.

"Calm down, tiger. We wouldn't want an innocent thing like you to become a bad girl this instance, would we?" He asked smirking at me.

"Guess you don't know me. I use to..." No, I can't say anything about it. That was old me. This is new me. "You know you're right. I wouldn't want to risk my rep because of it."

He looked unconvinced with my slip up, but didn't ask any question, which I'm glad of.

"Yeah, we all know that." He smiled. "Anyways, where did you go after lunch? We couldn't find you anywhere. Not even Ashley knew where you were." I knew that question was coming, but this soon, nope. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

"Yeah. I was here only somewhere, didn't want to be found." I said with a shrug.

"Where exactly might I ask?"

"Just somewhere," I replied and looked away.

I guess he understood that I won't tell him where I was so he didn't question me further just yet.

"Okay," he slowly said. I looked at him only to see him staring at me with an unreadable expression.

"You okay?" I asked him. This snapped him out of his thoughts as he frowned at me. I mirrored his expression. Did I say anything wrong?

"Yeah. Why won't I be?" He asked. I opened my mouth and closed it again, confused. I wanted to ask him, but didn't know how to frame it.

"Never mind," I said. He faked smiled at me which I returned with my own.

"I'm sleepy now. So I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah sure," he said.

I nodded and closed my window, but didn't lock it. I draw the curtains close and went to the bathroom to change into my nightwear. I didn't get any sleep last night because of the nightmare. I hope I do today.

I jumped on my bed, brought the covers up to my chin and stared at the ceiling.

I don't know how he will react when he comes to know the truth. Will he talk to me? I don't think so. He is a jerk, arrogant but there is something that draws me towards him, but that will only lead me to a heart break.

I don't know what to do. When he came I thought I would stay away from him, but here I am talking to him. I can bet my life that he is just apologizing because he feels sorry for me.

After want happened with Jeff, I think he is just being caution. I mean, why would he care about me? Why me? I am not thinking any low of me, but I don't want pity. I got enough of it already.

I can't get any close to him, scratch that I can't be close to anyone except for Ashley because if I let her go, I'll break completely.

Tomorrow, I have to face mom and dad, also Ashley and my friends. I have to keep a smile on my face so that they don't figure anything out. That's what best for them.

Are you making a mistake? My mind questioned me.

I wish I knew. With that I fell asleep. Hopefully, I don't get another nightmare that I usually get after panic attacks that goes for weeks, maybe even months.

I can only hope for the best.

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