Days of the future by Megan Adams (e reader comics .txt) 📕

to explain myself to you.” I put down my bag and sat on what looked like a bucket. “Go ahead.” He crouched in front of me and held my hands in his. I tried to keep my gaze trained on him, but I kept looking away. He took a deep breath and started speaking. “Jezz, believe me when I tell you that what you saw in the hallway was a mistake. I was trying to push her away. I was looking for you, to make sure you were okay.” His eyes pleaded with me. “I wasn’t cheating on you or anything like that. I swear on my life.” I finally looked at him and breathed. “Really? You weren’t going out there to follow her? To do… anything?” he shook his and smiled sadly. “I was worried about you. I always worry about you. You’re the only one that I love. The only one I will ever love. I swear.” I smiled back and touched the side of his face. “She ambushed me Jezz. I would never do that to you.” I wiped away his tears and kissed him softly. “I’m sorry that I doubted you.” I stood up and reached my hand out to his. Pulling him, I opened the door and pulled him out and headed down the hall towards the exit. There was Vanessa and her ‘crew’ surrounding her. I walked straight up to the circle, standing in front of her. I smiled and asked her, “You know what’s funny about karma?” She raised an eyebrow and replied. “What?” I slapped her dead across the mouth and grinned. “It’s a b**ch.” I walked away, with Dylan’s arms wrapped around my waist. ‘I feel pretty freaking good right now.’ I thought to myself.

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Later that day, Dylan and I were in his living room, watching TV. I was lying with my back against the arm rest and my legs were across Dylan’s lap. The contestants on the show started laughing as Steve Harvey busted out dancing. I giggled and shifted on the couch. Dylan looked over at me and grinned like a crazy person.

The next few days weren’t the best days of my life. People kept glancing at me and whispering. I falter at the school doors, unsure if I want to go in. I scuff my boots against the pavement and take a deep breath. Opening the doors, the rush of air came rushing at me. I held up my head and strode through the hallways to my locker at the other end. Just like always, I make it to my locker to meet up with my friends. But when I get there, my locker is deserted. I searched up and down the hallways to see if they were at their lockers, but to no success. So I went to class alone.

At lunch, I saw my friends at our table chatting away. I was almost there when Vanessa stepped in my path. Just looking at her made me want to punch her. “What do you want Vanessa?” I muttered. Her smile only got bigger. “Nothing, anymore.” She replied and moved out of my way, sitting back down at her table. In the end, I did sit with my friends. Only to pick at my food and feel sad for myself.

At random times of the day, I would see him. See how sad and broken he was about the situation. It wasn’t until a few days later, that I saw that he had had enough of this. Before English class, like always, I was at my locker, hanging out with my friends. I didn’t see or hear him walk up to me. He just grabbed my hand and dragged me behind him. I stumbled at first, then caught my footing and followed him silently. He had finally arrived at his destination. The window said, “Custodians Only!” he opened the door and pulled me inside, then slammed it shut. Glaring at him, I folded my arms across my chest and said, “You have no right to just drag me to whatever destination you want.” He took a deep breath and turned around and held out his hands. “Your right, I had no right to do that to you. I’m sorry.” I incline my head. “What do you want Dylan?” He took a step closer to me and I took a step back. Hurt flashed in his eyes. “I want to say I’m sorry about what happened at the dance. I want to explain myself to you.” I put down my bag and sat on what looked like a bucket. “Go ahead.” He crouched in front of me and held my hands in his. I tried to keep my gaze trained on him, but I kept looking away. He took a deep breath and started speaking. “Jezz, believe me when I tell you that what you saw in the hallway was a mistake. I was trying to push her away. I was looking for you, to make sure you were okay.” His eyes pleaded with me. “I wasn’t cheating on you or anything like that. I swear on my life.” I finally looked at him and breathed. “Really? You weren’t going out there to follow her? To do… anything?” he shook his and smiled sadly. “I was worried about you. I always worry about you. You’re the only one that I love. The only one I will ever love. I swear.” I smiled back and touched the side of his face. “She ambushed me Jezz. I would never do that to you.” I wiped away his tears and kissed him softly. “I’m sorry that I doubted you.” I stood up and reached my hand out to his. Pulling him, I opened the door and pulled him out and headed down the hall towards the exit. There was Vanessa and her ‘crew’ surrounding her. I walked straight up to the circle, standing in front of her. I smiled and asked her, “You know what’s funny about karma?” She raised an eyebrow and replied. “What?” I slapped her dead across the mouth and grinned. “It’s a b**ch.” I walked away, with Dylan’s arms wrapped around my waist. ‘I feel pretty freaking good right now.’ I thought to myself.

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Later that day, Dylan and I were in his living room, watching TV. I was lying with my back against the arm rest and my legs were across Dylan’s lap. The contestants on the show started laughing as Steve Harvey busted out dancing. I giggled and shifted on the couch. Dylan looked over at me and grinned like a crazy person.

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Chapter 7

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Chapter 8

The next day I went home for alittle while. I saw a bunch of mail on the counter and flipped through it. There was a huge manile envilope with my name on it. "OMIGOD!!!!" I screamed as i ripped openthe letter and started reading it. I started screaming and jumping up and down with joy that when my parents came into the room i barely noticed. It was my mom who asked, "What's with al the comomition here?" I started wavnig the letter in her face but she couldnt catch it so my dad was fast enough tosnatcht he papers out of my hand and start reading. I saw that as he contimnued to read a HUGE grin was litghting up his face. My mom started jumping up and down with me. That is when I realized that in order for me to go to that college, i would have to leave. I stopped jumping and grabbed my keys, walking back out the door, my mood already ruined cause of the desicions I'd have to make.

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Our daughter grabbed her keys and walked back out the door, suddenly all quiet. I looked at husband and sighed. " What just happened?" I shook my head. "She just realized she would have to make a desicion between her life and her education."  My husband stood there with a blank expression. "She has to choose between Dylan and the college of  her dreams."  He nodded. "Oh dear... I'll still love her no matter what she will choose." "Yes , WE will."

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I walk out of my house and get in my car, driving off to god knows where... I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that i had to choose one or the other. I dorve little longer before i went to Dylan's house. I finallt got to his house and parked behind his Honda.
I got out and sighed. Unlocking his front door, after locking my car, I steppd inside and went upstairs to his room and flopped down onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Trying to think of something that would cheer me up, kicked off my shoes and looked around the room, remembering all the fun times i had with Dylan. Sighing, i curled up and tried to think of other things. I heard the