As school ended I sighed. I could see Dante from the student council room standing by the front gates. Was he waiting for me? Damn it... "That idiot just doesn't know when to give up..." I said quietly. My heart raced though when I though of the possibility that he may actually be waiting for me. His gaze looked up at me and I found myself blushing and turn away quickly. When I turned back he was gone. "So he wasn't waiting for me after all..." I said somewhat upset. "Crap... why do I feel so upset about it though...?" "Hey! Armeria!" My eyes widened at the familiarity of the voice. I looked towards the door to see Dante. "Wh-why are you here?" I asked. "Wanna walk home together?" he asked. "No," I said sternly. Sh*t. Just a moment ago I kind of... wanted to. Oh well there was no use taking back what I said. "Hmm? How sad. I wanted to though." "God damn it! Fine!" I said and I grabbed my coat. "Let's walk home together!" I said angrily. He smiled. "Good." I felt my face grow hot. Damn... he was getting to me! I... could feel myself feel warm inside just being with him. And when he smiled at me... ugh... to painful to even think about it. "I wanna know." I looked at him. "You wanna know what?" I asked. "I wanna know how you truly... feel about me. I mean... I'm being honest with my feelings. I love you. I love you so much. But I want to know how you feel." "D-don't ask me that! You know the answer!" I shouted. My face grew even hotter. "I don't believe it! I know you feel something for me! I know that you look at me during classes and council meetings. Even today I saw you looking at me from the office window!" Damn it! He knew! I said in my head. He knew about that?! "I don't do that! I don't look at you!" I lied. "Liar. I know you do. What do you feel for me! Just tell me!" I stared at him. I couldn't say it. There was no way I was able to tell him how I really felt. There was just no way! "Armeria..." "I-I... I can't say it! I don't know what I feel! Please stop asking me! It's only a bother to me!" I shouted and I ran away. Damn it... why did I run. I shouldn't have. Now he may think that I actually hate him... I don't. I really don't. But I can't tell him that...
When I got home I flung myself onto the couch. "Damn it! Damn it!! Arrgh! Damn you Dante!!" I shouted. I kicked and screamed. "God damn it!!" "Armeria!!" shouted a voice. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Get over your tantrum this instant! My god! Do you want the neighbors to come over and complain?!" I sprung up off the couch. "M-mother?!" I looked at the doorway to the kitchen to see my mother. "Yes. I was able to come home early today. My goodness... what is wrong with you?" "I'm sorry... I lashed out inexplicably... I'm very sorry." "Is something thar matter?" she asked. "Besides... who is this Dante kid? Your boyfriend?" I blushed. "Hell no! I hate that guy... I hate..." I paused. "No... I don't hate him. I just find him rather annoying and a bother," I said quickly. "He only causes trouble for me." "I see. Has he done something wrong then?" asked my mother. I opened my mouth to say something, but the words didn't come. There was nothing to say... Dante hadn't done anything wrong. Nothing... "No. He's done nothing wrong..." I said. "Nothing at all." "Then why do you dislike him so much?" she asked. "If he's done nothing wrong then why..." "If you saw him, you'd know what I mean," I said cutting her off. "What...?" "I'm sorry. I'm very tired. I'll be in my room if you need me," I said and I quickly made my way up to my room. Damn it... I hated my life like this... what the hell... I really couldn't stand being around him anymore. It only made my heart hurt and writhe in pain... did I really dislike Dante? Or was the pain because I love... no. That wasn't it.