Chapter Sixteen

    "You know...Amelia, you're not quite yourself today" I looked up at him in confusion... "Wht do you mean?" .

      "Well...first of all you're not laughing at all , not to mention even smiling, and you're not being rude to me!'' The side of my mouth lifted up to form a half smile..." You really can't live without me insulting you can you?" I finished with smirk.

    He leaned forward "i hate it",

Oh well....he asked for it.

  " you have bed hair, the ice cream is on your cheek and nose you look like a toddler , and your shirt is hideous " he gasped in shock... "Take back what you said about my shirt!'' We both exploded in laughter.

We sat there for another ten minutes and then went out, we headed to the park and walked slowly...breathing in the fresh oxygen

   " is there anything you want to talk about Amelia?'' ..I know I haven't being acting like myself lately, so of course he noticed... We haven't bin apart in years now, he knows me way too well.

   "It's nothing Raymond, don't worry'' we sat at a bench near by and kept staring at the small duck lake.

    " Amelia...you know you can trust me right? If you ever wanted to talk...'' He gave me a light squeeze on my hand and flashed me a gentle smile.

"i'm sorry for rejecting you, i know i hurt you but i never meant to do that, it just wasn't right you know?"

He took me off guard but i did understand, it's like when i rejected Jeremy.. It felt wrong.

"i just wanted you to know that despite all what happened i do love you.. Just not like that, and we have something special so let's not ruin it."

    "I know Raymond...

    I put my other hand on his giving it two soft strokes then I let go...it's hard to act this way around someone who doesn't love you back.

    ''Let's head home... We have school tomorrow and a boat load of homework " I gave his upper arm two taps and with that we were on our way home.

It was quite strange, i did mourn for the heartbreak, i did cry until there were no more tears left to shed..but i felt like him rejecting me was probably for the best. Maybe after all I didn't love him that much, maybe i had intense feelings for him because he just understood me. I always thought that i would die if he rejects but looking at myself now i don't feel that bad, yes it hurt but.. I don't know.. I think I just need to move on.