Is It Okay To Be Misunderstood?

Stephan's POV

The footsteps of hers walking away were deafening.

As I feel numb on my face, I started to loosen up and calm myself.

Still, no one would admit to the video. I was devastated. My friends gave me company and didn't say anything. They were being sensitive and cooperative towards me. They know the time when to joke and when to get serious about things. I sit and look down like a zombie and looked up at them slowly.

"What should I do?" In a low tone voice, I asked.

Nick smiled at me awkwardly and Aaron tapped my shoulder. "Maybe you should first clear the misunderstanding between you and Eve." I nodded.

"I don't think so," Aaron said, now giving our full attention to him. "What? Why?" I talk back.

He sighed heavily and looked at me and Nick.

"The person who did this must be a guy." Like an investigator, he pointed his finger to his head.

"He must be someone that hates you a lot. He can't be a woman. It would be weird because a woman wouldn't post that. Thus, every girl on this campus loves you right? And they show it publicly. Never something like this happened before with the girls you are linked with. Maybe this person came into our campus recently. But, we are not sure if he's coming after you or Eve. What we are sure of is that he's dangerous." We agreed.

"Wait, but why are you saying 'him, his, he's?' Are you sure that he's a man?" Nick asked, his eyes deepened.

"As to what I said, he uploaded the video and this has never happened before. Seventy percent of possibility he is a guy." We all nodded like puppies to their mom as we understood the message from Aaron.

My question has not been answered yet!

"So, what should I do?" They both glanced at each other and looked at me.

"Break up with Eve and make it look like it was not a misunderstanding." He said sincerely and directly.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I fake laughed.

"Are you being serious? How could I do that? I like her so much. I don't agree and no way." They just stared at me and kept silent like it was the only solution.

"What?!" I muttered.

Aaron watched me being devastated but couldn't help to censor his words. He's too honest. "That's the only way if you want the both of you to be safe and to catch the culprit." He openly said.

I waved my head even though I agree with what he said. I couldn't agree more. It was the best solution. But not being able to hold her kills me. Being hated by her kills me. The idea of her getting out of my life suffocates me.

But knowing that she's safe, solves everything.

Yes. I need to protect her.

I went home after class and just lay down on my bed. I think of her. I unlocked my phone and a photo of us appeared. I touched her face with my finger and her smile breaks my heart. I know the moment that I continue with this, I won't be able to see her smile like this again in front of me. Tears fell into my eyes as I feel this moment and touch my heart. I didn't know it would hurt me so bad.

That night I didn't do anything. I didn't wash and answer my assignments. All I did was cry to sleep.

I woke up at eleven in the morning.

Yes, I haven't heard the alarm and didn't go to school.

I didn't care. I know everyone knows why. But they don't know the reason. Do you get me? HAHA, I must be crazy right now.

I didn't do anything again. I didn't wash my face, I didn't eat breakfast and lunch. And just lay down on the bed. I was not in the mood to do anything.

I haven't said the word break up yet, it kills me even now. How much more if I say it? Will I be at toa table? to handle it?

I cried again and I try to think of what will happen. I couldn't let this first love go to waste. But I couldn't think of any other solution for this. I want us to be safe together.

After sobbing, I opened the tv and all I did was to change the channel. I didn't watch a single thing and just started to click and click.

Now getting bored of it, I reached for my chessboard and started playing alone.

I moved the pawn followed by the other. Two moves and I got bored. I threw it off the bed. I punched the wall due to devastation.

Everything I do irritates me and I lose interest in everything. I massage my eyes and face roughly and tried to make myself feel better. My eyes were getting wet by my tears while massaging my head.

"Why?" I said to myself not knowing why I act this way.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Now getting more emotional.

"I have never felt this way before. How come you're hurting me this bad?" I was blaiming her even though I was at fault.

Three days have passed and I was still not feeling well.

I barely eat and drink water. I haven't washed for 3 days and I smell trash right now.

I went off my bed and saw a paper and pen on my desk. Then I reached for my phone and looked at my wallpaper. It's her.

"I won't be able to wallpaper you anymore, then I shall make an art of you for me to look at."

I started drawing her.

Every stroke I do, makes me remember her.

That it gave me strength.

I was longing for her. I miss her kisses, hugs, and comforts. I miss her scent and everything about her.

I did the last stroke and finally, I finished it.

I looked at my work deeply with adoration. "I'll do it"