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Your heart raced and face heated. The thoughts in your mind clustered together, scattering whatever you throught was rational. In a flash, you were pinning the girl to the wall. Genji stood dumbfounded, stuttering out explanations that you couldn't understand.
"Y/n, I'm serious! She grabbed up on me! You gotta believe me please!" You sighed knowing damn well that he wasn't the type of person to do this. The girl who stood before you only smiled in triumph.
"I know you wouldn't do this Genji-" The girl only bursts out a roaring laughter as she clutches her stomach. As she calms down, the smirk on her face disappears, a more serious and daunting stare only remained.
"If you think that, you're an idiot. Do you actually believe this playboy actually likes you? I was here on a job before but now I just feel bad for you honey." She looked at Genji and then back at you. He shifted awkwardly, the silence thickening the room by a mile. "Genji is nothing but a selfish kid that takes pleasure in destroying an innocent heart. He always has an alternative motive for the things he does. You don't have to believe me, but don't be surprised when one day you wake up and he never talks to you again."
Your heart throbbed, a tightening sensation in your chest. It can't be true! You glanced at Genji. As your eyes connected, he quickly averted your gaze. The tightness in your chest only grew tighter.
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I have some business to take care of." And with that, the girl was gone.
"It's not true right? Please tell me that's not true.." You trailed off. Voice hardly above a whisper. You felt arms wrap around your frame, his breathing calm but slightly quickened.
"No, of course it's not true. I-I'm not that type of person anymore Y/n. At one point, yes, that was me. But when I met you, it all changed. I changed. Please, please believe me." You smiled, nodding against his chest.
"Of course Genji. I believe you." For some reason, a part of you wouldn't dismiss the girls warning. A feeling in your stomach twisted, almost like it was internally preparing for the worst, and it had yet to come.
The rest of the trip went by without much happening. Soon you were home and getting ready for school the next day. Some black leggings an a flannel should do.
School had been interesting with all the events going on. Winter formal was coming next week on Friday and you couldn't say you weren't at least a little excited for it. Yes, you were expecting Genji to ask. Although you hadn't seen him today and you were beginning to think he didn't come to school. He would usually text you if he was absent.
All well.
As you walked by the drama room, you saw it was open so you figured you'd talk to Mrs.Puma. That way you could look up the context, setting, and set yourself with the tone of the new play.
"Mrs.Puma?" You called.
No response.
You walked up and behind the stage. The red curtains thick layers in the way of the dressing room. You scoped the place but did not find her. Huh. 'She must've went to lunch.' You thought. You began to walk back down the steps till you heard a loud crash from behind the make-up room. Confused by the sudden sound, you walked over to reveal a very flustered Grace. Her face was full of guilt and with a hint of mischief. She scowled and smacked her lips.
"What loser? Can't you see we're a little busy here?" You shook your head, slightly jogging away from the scene. As you got to the door, you came to a stop. Did she make that plural? You didn't see anyone else so? Plus outside club members aren't allowed in here. You walked back up and around the curtain.
"I'm tired of pretending to hate you and make up fake schemes just to make it look real. I want to be with you now." You heard Grace say. An all too familiar voice replied to her.
"I know, it's just for a bit longer. I think I'm close to cracking this one. You know, your last servant almost totally blew my cover. Watch who you throw into this." A muffled hmph and then silence.
Loud thumps boomed in your ears, your heart dropped to your stomach, the tightening in your chest had come back. You peaked around the corner and there revealed Grace pinned against the props door, Genji looming over her smaller figure. Your vision clouded, tears overflowed and began to fall, a sob escaped your lips. He quickly turned around and extended his hand but by then, you had sprinted down and shot out the doors.
"Just leave her, she's gonna go out the back gates anyways. I have things waiting for her." Grace giggled. Genji sprinted, his smirk slowly fading.
It was like the school had planned on this facade. Their smirking expressions, the horrid laughter with pointed fingers. They all followed you. It turns out the person you thought scared all the bullies away became the biggest of your life. You were never safe, not from the start and definitely not to the finish. As you approached the back gates, there was Genji. His usual cool guy composure and his leaning frame. You passed him, not once looking back. The schools laughter only becoming more and more quiet the farther you walked.
Genji watched you leave. His hair covered his eyes while his heart carried a feeling he had never experienced. He knew this was all a scam, a joke to play with your heart. So what is this feeling? Regret? Guilt? He smiled darkly to himself. He gazed up slowly, his eyes distant.
"I actually fell for her, didn't I?"
You ran, ran all the way home and into your room. You stayed there in silence, tears occasionally riddling down your flushed face.
You officially hated this town, this school, this place in general. It always seemed to break your trust and whatever feelings you had for someone.
You were done.
After a few phone calls, it was decided that you would move from this town, from this hell. It wasn't worth the pain and your parents wanted to move away anyways so some calls was all it took. Luckily there wasn't much in this house as it is, so moving was not going to be a problem. They've always wanted to travel to Florida, and later that night, Florida was the new place you'd call home.
You packed your things and called a taxi transit. Florida was a good few hour flight from where you lived. It was about 8, so you'd be there by 11. You mother and father had a beach house there, so that's where you'd go. Your parents told you they'd meet you there as soon as they were done with their business trip, busy old people. You laughed. You took one last look at your house and sighed. Too bad it had to end this way old friend. With that, you packed your things in the arrived taxi and left, promising yourself you'd never be back here again.
Later that week, a knocking was at the empty house. He called, peaked inside, and even screamed at some point. Finally, he managed to get through the door. To his surprised, the house was empty.
"What?!?" Genji screamed.
"Y/n?" He called. His voice became frantic as he searched the empty house in disbelief.
"N/n? This can't be happening!" He yelled. Slamming the door to your ex house. He slid down the wooden entrance, burying his head in his hands.
Where did you go Y/n?
Your neighbor came out and called Genji over, his voice obviously irritated by the ruckus.
"Boy, what is your problem? Why all the yellin'?" Genji only shook his head and apologized.
"I'm sorry, my friend lived here. Where did she go?" The man squinted and frowned. He sighed and looked over at the large house.
"Poor girly, she had troubles and moved out now I guess. You missed her son, 5 days later. No idea where she had gone though." Genji frowned as well, his heart heavy.
"Well, thank you sir. I appreciated it." He hung his head in defeat. It was all his fault, his own damn fault that you had gone and moved away. Genji fell to his knees and sobbed, clutching his right hand over his heart. The memories he shared with you played in his head like a record, your laugh and smile plagued itself right in his mind. Guilt and passion collided, splitting his heart in two.
What started as a game for Genji turned into an experience, one he knows that he'll never forget. You were that acceptation of being his pupil, his other half, the one that makes him whole. And now, now he knows he let that slide right through his fingertips.
Fin
Hey! This is the end of book 1! I hope you guys enjoyed this! It was really fun to write. Find out what happens next in book 2!
Coming soon!