~Clementine's POV~
Nicole must've been talking about her mother. They had been really close.
"What happened?"
"I-I don't know. I just got a call and.." her voice was shaken, filled with dispair.
"Is your dad home?"
"No. I don't know where he is!" She yells.
"Okay. Calm down. I-I don't understand."
"She's gone..." she sobs.
This was all too much. Watching Nicole like this was painful. I grab her and we get into my car.
"Okay. We're going back."
"What?!"
"Nicole your breaking. I can't stand seeing you like this."
"No. I'm not." She opens the door.
"Nicole!" I yell and get out of the car as well.
"Stop Clementine!" She was agitated.
I didn't want too. But I kept prying. She felt hurt, she was hurt.
"Nicole..."
"Leave me alone!" She walks towards the house.
"Nicole!"
"You don't understand and you never will!" She lashes out at me.
"But I do. Nicole please." I plead.
"Clementine, my mother just died!" She snarls.
"I understand that." I respond.
"Stop."
"Nicole everyone has to go through something like this once in their life time. Look at me, my parents are dead!" I answer.
"I wish you were dead." She states sternly.
I stare at her.
"Nicole.."
"Leave."
"Nicole... I'm sorry."
"Clementine, you will never understand." She replies.
"But I do." I look down.
"I... I hate you. You're so selfish. All you want is pity."
"Nicole..." I sigh.
"Leave." She mutters crying.
I walk into my car. I drive away. I understood what Nicole had been feeling. I can understand that she's upset and confused, but acting like this? I was no where near prepared for it.
*********
When I finally get to college I go up to my dorm.
I find Ashton pacing around the room.
I close the door. He suddenly grabs me and kisses me. He kisses me rough and passionately. He cups his hands around my face. My hands placed on the wall.
I pull away from him. He kisses my neck.
"Ashton..."
"No." He growls and places his lips back against mine. This time more vigorously, yet moving at a slow pace.
I kiss back, though I was confused.
He pulls away from me and lies down on his bed.
I stand there, utterly baffled at what had happened.
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Bittersweet
Teen Fiction|| COMPLETED || I want to be ready for college, but I'll be leaving everything behind. I don't want to forget my mom, my friends, or the memories made. Then again, I want to move on, run away from the heart break following me. I want to be free, I n...
