Lani by Eni L.S. (bearly read books txt) 📕

"Look I want to be alone for a bit. You can go hang with Rhett."

"But you need me."

"No, I'll be fine. I promise."

"Okay then I'll see you later."

I wave goodbye at them and walk inside the building. As soon as get to my bedroom my tears start to fall down freely. I walk to the bed and lay on my side sobbing my heart out. I don't know how long I've been crying and I didn't hear the door open and close. I felt someone getting on my bed behind me and my body stiffened. Then soft hand wrapped around me and pulled me in.

"Shhhh," Revi tries soothing me but I cry even harder.

"You didn't think I'd leave you alone at a time like this right?" she says softly. I can't answer her because my sobs became stronger and louder. I was practically wailing. 

"Its okay bestie. Its going to be okay." I want to believe her. 

I kept on crying until darkness started to blacken my vision and the world went dark.

 Voices woke me up.

"He was outside when I came back to check on Lani. He was just sitting there with his against the door looking miserable. Why? I have no freaken idea. He hurt her. I heard her crying from outside the door. Lani never cries. Never!" Revi yelled at someone. What was Axel doing there anyway? 

"Rev, calm down. Maybe he had a good reason for having lunch with Brit. Maybe we're all overreacting," Rhett said softly.

"Don't you dare try to defend him!" Oh no. Revi's temper is about hit the fan. 

"Hey guys, quiet down will ya?" I croaked. My voice sounded hoarse from all that crying. I opened my eyes and looked at them. Rhett was lying in Revi's bed while she paced beside her bed. She never could sit down when she's angry. She rushed over to my bed and hugged me as I sat up.

"Please tell this idiot that we're not overreacting," she said pointing to Rhett. 

"We're not. I saw them kissing," my voice cracked. 

Revi gasped loudly, "That son of a bitch. Asshole!"

"I can't believe he did that," Rhett said, anger filling his voice. 

"Anyway can we not talk about it? I don't wanna think about all that anymore. I just want a clean slate and forget about that time of my life," I looked at Revi and Rhett. They both nodded. "What time is it anyway?" 

"Its past 8," Rhett said looking at his watch. Wow, I slept for ages. Heartbreak sure is exhausting. But I said was true. I want to forget. If someone offered to hypnotise the memories away I would totally be on board with it. Everything was just too painful. I knew this would happen and yet I let myself fall anyway. Lesson learned. Never again. How can three weeks do so much damage? I need to build stronger walls around my heart. Or what is left of it anyway. Deciding not think about this anymore I asked Revi about the upcoming talent show. 

"Auditions start tomorrow. We need to perform two numbers for it."

"Should we brainstorm tonight?" 

"Yeah lets."

Rhett got off the bed and walked over to us going to stand next to Revi.

"I'll leave you girls to your brainstorming. I'll call you later, babe," he leaned down and kissed Revi. My stomach churned. Memories of Axel and myself started to appear. No! Get out of my head! I mentally slapped myself. Rhett straightened and walked to the door. When the door closed, Revi turned to me.

"Are you really okay?"

"No. I'm not. But I'm trying to wipe everything away. But seriously, know any hypnotizers anywhere?" I tried joking but Revi just looked at me with those knowing eyes of her. I sighed. "Lets just brainstorm for some songs. Honestly, I can't think of any good ones. Only depressing songs are popping up in my head. Jar of hearts, First cut is the deepest, Apologize, see where I'm going with this?" I looked at her pleadingly.

"You know what? Lets do Jar of hearts. And then maybe a cheerful song as the second one. Disney song maybe? Oh Oh lets do Colors of the wind," Revi jumped up and down with a grin. 

"Can we even do a duet for Colors of the wind?" I asked her.

"We'll figure it out. Can you pass me the guitar?" she said holding her hand out. We practiced until midnight. We added our own stuff to colors of the wind to make it more duetable. Is that even a word? Our practice cleared my mind and I didn't of Axel at all. 

"Okay," Revi said putting aside the guitar, "lets get some sleep." She stood and walked to her bed and turned to me, "You know I love you, right? I'll always be here for you."

I smiled widely at her, "I love you too bitch and thanks." I got under the covers and turned off the light. 

Hopefully tomorrow will be great.

Today sucked so far. I've been getting pity glances from everyone today. I did not like it one bit. I just put on my "I don't give a shit face" and walked with my head held high. Auditions for the talent show is next period. So Revi and I are practicing a little with our first number. 

"I told you he always comes back to me," I heard a sneering voice from behind me. I saw Revi's face start to change and knew she was going to blow. I shook my head at her to not do anything. I turned to Blondie with a smile. 

"Well congratulations!" I said cheerily. Blondie looked at me with her jaw on the floor. I will not give her the satisfaction of knowing how true her words really were and how it hurt. She was probably expecting a different reaction.

"Have fun. May you live happily ever after," I said with sincere. She just looked flabbergasted like she didn't know how to process my reaction. "But as you can see, we're a little busy practicing for our audition," I turned back to Revi ignoring Blondie altogether.

"You really think you can win the talent show?" She asked sarcastically from behind me. "Ha! Good luck because I always win. Four years straight," she bragged. I rolled my eyes at Revi and she did the same. 

"Yeah yeah," I waved her off over my shoulder. I heard her footsteps walking away. 

"I cannot believe that hoe," Revi shook her head. I just smiled and shook my head at her to forget about it. "Let's just get back to practice."

I've been avoiding Axel all day. Never looking his way. But sometimes I feel his hot gaze on the back of my neck. I wish there was some way to take away my awareness of him.

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We're waiting in the auditorium for our turn. Six performers have already audtioned and only half made it through. Mr. Collins announced the next act. It was Blondie. Surprise, Surprise, she's a ballerina. I hate to admit it but she is actually really good. She seems like a whole different person when she's dancing. I wonder if her bitchiness is all an act and this is how she really is. But that is a mystery I do not want to uncover. Both her numbers were amazing. Its a wonder she won everytime compared to the people who already auditioned. When she finished with a bow I gave her a standing ovation. She looked surprise and quickly hid it.

We were up next. I introduced our first number and Mr. Collins looked surprised. He asked if we were sure and we both said yes. I started off the first verse without music and Revi only started playing near the end. We both started singing the second verse, harmonizing, the changes we made to the song was clear. I think we rocked it. But I'm biased. We finished and waited for Mr. Collins to comment. 

He just sat there looking at us blankly. Queue the nervousness. I held my breath. 

"I loved what you did with the song," I exhaled, "You made it work. Good job girls. What's your next number?"

"Jar of hearts by Christina Perri," I told him. I suddenly felt aware of Axel. He was here in the auditorium somewhere but I couldn't see him.

Revi handed me the guitar and I started off the intro. I sang the first verse with all of my emotions evident in my voice and the words of the song. We harmonized the chorus and Revi sang the second verse. We harmonized the rest. My eyes searched out Axel's and I found him near the back. I sang the chorus with my eyes on him the whole time. I saw some emotions flash over his face but he was quick to hide them. We finished the song and I finally looked away. 

Mr. Collins congratulated us and said we made it through. As we walked off the stage I looked to where Axel sat but he was gone. Damn. I need to stop thinking about him. 

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Publication Date: 06-22-2015

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