Essay Narrative-Mocking Me Is Unnecessary

I hesitated, then snapped, "Confused about what exactly?" I sat up again, putting distance between us. You sat up now too, " I'm confused as to how a brilliant girl like you could be such an idiot." I clenched my jaw and said nothing, waiting for you to explain. "Mel, don't be stupid. Of course I love you." You rolled you eyes. By the light of the lantern I could see that your cheeks were turning a slight shade of pink, where from the cold or admitting your feelings I will never truly know. I inhaled sharply. Hearing you say the words I had felt for so long, it was enough to knock the wind right out of me. I was sure I had imagined it. I love you. Three little words with so much power. I had never heard those three words from anyone

If you meant it you would have said something a little more convincing than ‘Oh, right. Sorry. I love you too’.” “Mocking me is entirely unnecessary.” I hissed. “Mocking me is entirely unnecessary.” You returned “And another thing, why do you do that? Why do you always use such big ass words when you’re pissed? Why can’t you just yell at me? Every time you get upset I feel like I’m being lectured by Charles fucking Dickens!” I turned my whole body to face you, “You want me to yell? Fine I’LL YELL!” I paused, you never took your eyes off the road, but when I saw the rage in them I matched it with my own. I shouted, “You are such a child! Just because I don’t swear and I use words with more than one syllable you think I’m stuck up, but guess what? You are the one who acts like you're better than everyone else!” We fought for what seemed like an eternity. I thought we were going to break up, looking back on it I would probably be a lot better off if we had. You threatened to leave me, said there were plenty of girls who wanted to date you. That I was so lucky that you had chosen me. Stupid little girl that I was, I believed you. I begged you not to go, said I’d make it up to you. That I loved you more than anything. I even cried, pathetic as that may

"Okay, If you say so." You said, sounding unconvinced. Two plates were set down in front of us and Scarlett recounted our orders, "A sausage biscuit for you, and a steak breakfast burrito for you Cam." another giggle, and a hair flip, then she sauntered back behind the counter. Your eyes lingered on her hips as she walked away. "Cam? You hate when people call you Cam" No one ever called you Cam. No one. You shrugged your shoulders and took a bite of your burrito. "It's whatever." I looked down at my food and said, "Okay, If you say so." Do you remember when you lied? I do. You told me you were just friends. You told me that she didn't matter. But that wasn't true. I knew that something was changing, I just didn't know what. That thing your eyes used to do when they met mine started to happen less and less. At the end it seemed like you were looking through me rather than at me. We started seeing each other less. You always said you were busy and when we were together you spent the entire time on your phone. It just ended, and no matter how hard I try to forget that it happened it will never have not