EIGHT

- HALA'S POINT OF VIEW -

I ran to the nearest exit. I pushed through the doors and went to the side of the wall, leaning on it. I slid down the wall and buried my face into my hands. I've never cried this much before. But the fact that he said that to me, crushed me. I'm practically in love with him, I still can't believe Katrina would do that. I hate her. I hate myself and I hate being in love with him. I sat there crying my eyes out, when I heard the doors open.

"Hala!"

I looked up and saw Jake walking over and kneeling beside me. I looked up at him sadly and he pulled me into a tight hug. I began crying into his shoulder and he began rubbing my back.

"It's okay." He said, whispering in my ear. I just met Jake today, and I felt like I can already trust him. He was really nice. After a couple of minutes of the water works, I let go.

"No it's not okay. I don't think I can ever talk to him again." I said, sniffing. My eyes were puffy and red. I must of looked horrible.

"I can't believe Katrina did that to you. You're the most nicest person I've ever met. I'm literally going to kill Sean." He said, seriously. I shook my head.

"Don't get mad at Sean, Jake. He was just....You know, protecting his girlfriend."

"You're joking right? His girlfriend is so fake, she makes barbie look real." He stated.

I laughed. "I guess you're right..."

"I know I'm right." He winked.

"I think I should get going."

Jake stood up and then helped me up. "I can drive you if you want?" He offered.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Didn't you come with Sean though?"

He raised an eyebrow, then realization came to his face. "Oh...."

I laughed. "You're funny."

He smirked. "I get that a lot." He said, popping the collar of his shirt.

"Oh please."

He chuckled. "I can call a ride for you."

"No, no it's alright. I'll just call my sister." I smiled, reassuringly.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Positive."

"Alright, I guess I'll go back inside then." He said as he walked over to me and gave me a hug. We then said our goodbyes, and he began to walk away but then stopped.

"Wait a second! I need your phone!" He said, turning back around to me.

I gave him a confused look. "Why?"

"Because I need to give you my number." He said, giving me a 'duh' look.

I laughed and handed him my phone. He typed in his number, then handed it back.

"Okay, you good now?" I asked him.

He chuckled. "Yup." He waved bye and walked back into the mall.

I giggled. He's such a dork. I then dialed my sister's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Emilee. I was wondering if you could come and pick me up from the mall?"

"Sure, but may I ask how did you get there in the first place?"

"Sean drove me.." I frowned when I said his name.

"Ooooooh, Sean drove you." I can already tell she was smirking.

"Oh shut up, just come and pick me up?" I said.

"Oh jeez, why so grumpy?"

"Pleeease?" I begged.

She laughed. "Oh alright. Where are you?"

"The mall." I said.

"Yes I know that. I mean where at the mall?"

"Oh! The front." I told her.

"Alright I'm coming." She said, before hanging up.

I put my phone back in my purse and sat by the curve, waiting for her.

"Hala....?"

I turned around and saw Sean behind me with an apologetic look. I sighed, and turned back around.

He came and sat next to me by the curve. "Hala, can I please talk to you?"

"No." I spat. He looked at me with hurt but I didn't care. He deserved it. He has no idea how much pain he had given to me.

He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a car riding up next to us. I stood up and realized it was my sister. She rolled down the window.

"Hi." She said.

I smiled. "Hi." I opened the car door.

"Wait! Hala, please." Sean begged.

"No, why don't you go back to Katrina." I said, venom dripping in my voice as I said her name.

"Hala please, just let me talk to you." He pleaded.

I shook my head and got into the car, avoiding his eyes.

"Emilee, drive. Please." I told my sister.

She looked at Sean then to me, before letting out a sigh and drove away.

"Are you going to tell me what happened." She asked, as we got onto the highway.

I sighed, and told her everything that had happen at the mall.

"Okay he's a dumbass for telling you that. But Hala, I really think he regrets saying that to you." Emilee said, her eyes focused on the road.

"He should." I said.

******

When I got home, I ran upstairs and locked myself in my bedroom. I fell onto my bed and shoved my face into my pillow. Then my phone began to vibrate over and over. I sat up and took it out of my pocket seeing that I was getting a call from Sean. I declined. He tried again, but I declined. I don't want to talk to you, can't you see that?

He then began to send me texts saying to 'please pick up the phone' or 'Hala I'm so sorry, please let me talk to you.' But I ignored them all. I placed my phone on the nightstand next to my bed and layed back onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling as I felt silent tears stream down my face.

I miss the Sean I met at the mall.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

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