Ross Ellis

Sorry if it sucks. Tell me what you think, should there be more Ross or more Andrew? And hey, I left some clues.

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"Did you send it to her?" I heard someone ask, breaking my stare at my phone. It was Aunt Lana. "Yeah" I gave her a weak smile and stared at my phone again. "Is everything okay, Ross?" she asked, patting my shoulder. "You've been staring at your phone for a while now"

I looked up and gave her a weak smile. "I don't really know" I sat down at the couch near me. "I just feel like someone's going text me something, and it's killing me" I faced the floor, not sure why I want to hide my face.. or my emotions.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her sit on my side. "It's the girl earlier, isn't it?" she sighed. "Her name is Raine, right?" I lightly nodded, because it's true. She's always on my mind, day and night. And I hate it, but.. the thought of her never fades away. It never did.

"You know Aunt Lana, I've been acting weird lately" I faced her with a sad smile. "That girl.. she bothers me, a lot. My mind must've taken a drug because all I think of is her, her, and her" I murmur, but loud enough for her to hear. I felt something wet at my cheek. I am crying over her.. again.

I wiped it harshly and stood up. "Aun-auntie, I be-better leave" I stutter and quickly walked away, but what she said next stopped me at my tracks. "But what about your heart?"

"My heart?" I asked confusingly, facing her. She stood up and walked towards me. "What is your heart saying?" she asked back seriously. My eyes widen at what she asked. "I.." I'm speechless. "I.. don't know" But my heart is saying something different. You already know, you're lying to yourself.

Aunt Lana frowned at me. "I'm very disappointed at you, Ross" she said, making me confused. "But I really don't..." I defended, but I don't think she believes me. She eyed me, and put her hands on my shoulders. "I know you're lying to me, but I don't want you to lie to yourself" she said seriously.

She removed her hands and started to walk away, but she stopped midway. "Remember, liars will sooner get a taste of a hell, and it never failed," she said, without facing me. "And don't mess with your feelings" then she left, leaving me dumbfounded. I felt like being slapped by the truth, with my own hands.

I am a liar.

I can lie to everyone, but never to myself. These stupid feelings.. they're coming back, and they're going to kill me. I turn around and got the phone from the table. I opened it and scrolled to the messages, when I saw it. The text I sent Raine.

I know you'll hate me forever after this, but please try to understand the situation.
Do you remember the picture where I kissed your forehead? Well, it gone viral.
And now.. everyone wants to meet you.
Even if you deny, they're not going to stop. So please, cooperate with me.
There is an interview next week, and you have to be there. I'll text you the place we'll meet so I can take you there myself.
I know this will take a lot to do, but all I can do is apologize and I hate it.
Raine, I'm sorry.

But that's not the only thing I'm sorry for. "I'm sorry for liking you, Raine Thompson." I murmur to myself with mixed emotions.