Monochrome Stories

White's POV

Black slammed his hands on his desk and stood up. He looked at me with a menacing look in his eyes. "I haven't been hanging out with him for the longest time." He said. "But from the time that I have, I can confidently say that he's not as bad as the other people say. You're just one of those people that listen to the majority instead of finding out the real story." He grabbed his bag. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be going." He added as he walked away.

Shit... I messed up. I didn't mean for it to escalate like this. If I run to him now, I can catch up to him. 

"Whatever you're thinking, I don't think it's a good idea." A voice said. I turned around and saw Lilac. "I'm pretty sure you chasing him would just make this a lot worse. Give him some time to cool off." She said. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

I sighed. "Yeah." I replied as I grabbed a seat and sat down. 

She sat down too. "So, what happened? This is the first time I've seen Black this pissed. Well, he doesn't really show his emotions, so this is really the first time I've seen him pissed off." 

"Well, you've heard the rumors, right? About Black hanging out with the delinquent in the music department?" 

"Yeah, what of it?" 

"I confronted him about it. I didn't mean to say anything bad about the guy he's hanging out with, but I was just concerned. Like, who wouldn't be concerned for their best friend right?" 

"Well, if you ask me, you should've watched what you said." She said as she stood up and picked her bag up. "I heard what he said earlier, and he's right. You don't know anything, so you really didn't have any reasons to say anything bad about the guy. I'm gonna be heading to the clubroom. Text me if you wanna talk again. Also, I suggest you apologize to Black. I'm sure he'll be happy to hear it." She then proceeded to the door and left. 

Apologize, huh? Well, guess I'll just wait for him here.

So that's what I did, and I eventually fell asleep. 

I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I lifted my head and saw a boy with spiky auburn hair. He had a piercing on his right ear, and was wearing a denim jacket. He also had a guitar strapped on his back. "Sorry if I woke you up. I was just passing by and I thought I saw a ghost. I'm so glad you're an actual human." He chuckled a bit. 

I yawned and stretched my arms. "Thanks for waking me up. I'm actually waiting for someone." I explained. 

"And who might that be, Prince Charming?" He said in a slightly mocking voice. 

"You know me?" I asked, very confused. 

"The wonders of what rumors can do." He winked and started to walk away. 

I ran to catch up to him. "Wait up. Let's walk together." 

"I thought you were waiting for someone?" 

"He might already be home at this time." I sighed. "I'll just talk to him tomorrow." 

"Might this person you're waiting for be the infamous Ice Prince?" The boy asked with a smirk on his face. 

"Yeah." I replied. "How'd you know?" 

"Nothing." 

"Uh, so are you in the music department?" 

"Is it obvious?" 

"Do you enjoy being sarcastic?" 

"Yeah, kinda. It fuels me when people get pissed at me."

I don't know, but I felt a sudden urge to punch this guy in the face. "Did you by any chance see him there? He said he was meeting a friend."

He smirked again. "Nope. I just came from there and didn't see anyone." We arrived at the gate. "I'm going in this direction." He said as he proceeded to walk left. 

"Alright. I'm going in the opposite direction." I replied. "Oh, I forgot to ask your name." I said. 

He stopped and faced me. "My name's Crimson. The delinquent of the music department. It was nice meeting you, Prince Charming." He winked then started to walk again. 

Wait... WAIT! What the hell just happened? That was the delinquent everybody is so afraid of?! I don't understand.

I took my phone out and continued walking. 

-21 unread messages- 

I sighed loudly and opened my inbox. 

-White, please answer- 

-Call me once you see this- 

-Stop ignoring me- 

-Please it's something important- 

I called the sender of the messages. It was ringing, but nobody was answ- 

*click* 

"White?? Is that you???" A raspy female voice asked on the other line. "It's been months since we last talked. You have no ide-" 

I interrupted her. "What do you want from me, mom?" I asked, with a bit of anger in my voice. Yes, the person that sent those messages was my mom. I left home last year due to some issues, and she's been bugging me non-stop ever since. 

"Of course... It's about your grandmother... She's been rushed to the hospital..." My heart dropped. "She's in terrible condition right now, and..." She started crying. "... And I don't know how long she has left. Please see her, White. Just this once. Come back home and see her." 

*click* 

I ended the call. 

Fuck! Why now? Shit, I don't feel good. I needed to hurry home. 

I started to run towards the train station, and when I finally arrived home, I used the key to open up my door. I rushed inside and looked in the cabinet of my room. 

"They're here." I mumbled to myself. 

I grabbed the case of pills and took one. This should make me feel better. I just need to rest, but I really need someone to talk to. Should I call Black? Shit, I forgot I don't have his number... I scrolled through the contacts in my phone and dialed the number of one of them.

*click* 

"Hello?" A female voice answered on the other line. 

"Lilac, can we talk?" I asked. 

"Sure. What's up?" She replied. 

"I met Crimson earlier..." 

"And?" 

"Well..." I stopped for a bit. "He's nicer than what I was expecting." 

She chuckled. "Then you get why Black got mad at you earlier?" 

"Yeah. I kinda get it now. That's why I'm apologizing tomorrow." Wait, I'm not even sure if I can even come to school tomorrow.

"Why not call him now?" 

"I kinda don't have his number..." 

"What?? How long have you two been friends?" She asked, sounding a bit shocked. 

"About a month now..." I replied. "Look, I just keep forgetting to ask him." 

She sighed deeply. "You two need to keep proper communication if you're gonna be friends." 

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry." 

"Oh, yeah." 

"What?" 

"Black walked me home earlier. We also kinda talked." 

"Really? What did you guys talk about?" 

"Nothing much, but I did confirm that he's been going to the music department every dismissal. He's been hanging out with that Crimson guy." 

"Huh? I was with Crimson earlier though." 

"What? Maybe Crimson went home first?" 

That ȧsshole. That's why he had a smirk on his face. He knew I was waiting for Black and he didn't even bother to tell me. 

"Yeah, maybe." I replied. "Hey, you wanna come over tomorrow?" I asked. 

"To your house?" She replied. 

"Yeah. It's a bit far from school, but I can walk you home right after. I already texted you the address." 

"Oh, you wanna walk me home too? Are you perhaps jealous?" She asked in a bit of a mocking voice. 

"What??" I stuttered a bit. "O-of course I'm n-not!" 

"Sure, sure. Whatever you say. Oh, I've gotta go now. My mom's gonna be mad if I don't go to sleep soon. Bye. See you tomorrow." 

*click* 

Tomorrow, huh? I guess just one visit won't hurt anyone.