Love Your Neighbour

Chapter 11

Song: Behind These Hazel Eyes by Kelly Clarkson
This is such a great song, and it really fits this chapter...

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I opened the door to see Louis standing there, frowning.

We sat on my bed.
"What did Mike do then?"
"He... Kissed C... Chris..." I couldn't bring myself to say her name.
"Chris?" He looked at me in disbelief.
"No, Christina..." I sighed.
I had finally stopped crying and could breathe again.
"Seriously?" He didn't actually look that surprised.
"Yup. She's liked him for ages, I should have known this would happen sooner or later..." I sighed.
"So what are you..."
"You know what? I'm not going to just sit here and do nothing." I got up, flung the door open and stomped downstairs where Mike was standing with my mum.
I walked past them, glaring at Mike in particular, and strutted into the living room, on a mission.

"Hey Lauren!" Mike called after me.
"Don't 'hey, lauren' me, Mike, you absolute..."
"Hey, what's wrong...?" He actually might have looked innocent if I hadn't seen what I had seen.
"I'll tell you what's wrong... What the hell is going on with you and Christina? You kissed her, how could..."
"I didn't! She kissed me... Wait, you saw that?"

"Yeah, and I bet you weren't gonna tell me about it, huh? I'm giving you thirty seconds to explain, before I walk out of here, and whatever this is, is done..." I threatened him.

I felt like I was in a movie, and I was the main role, shouting at the boyfriend who had just cheated on me, but then later we would get back together, blah, blah, blah...

I wasn't going to let that happen. I had no intention of letting him explain.

"Lauren, I... I'm sorry."
"That's all you can say, sorry? You absolute idiot, I don't know why I even thought for a minute that you liked me. I was so stupid..."

I brushed past him, and the familiar radiating warmth engulfed me for a second and I remembered the time we were on the sofa, in the kitchen, all those times when he had got me wrapped up in his heavenly scent, touch and trance, and I started to cry again. It wasn't just a few tears, but it was a full on break down. I just got to the top of the stairs when it started. The torrent of tears flowed freely down my face, and I ignored my brother as he attempted to console me. I shut the door to my room and lay face down on my bed. I punched the pillow until I had released all of the energy I had left in my body and then picked up my phone.

I couldn't think of anything else, apart from him. I loathed him. I hated every inch of his perfect body.

Mike, don't mess with me, you have no idea what's coming for you now. I thought, grinning evilly.

There was one thing on my mind that I wanted: Revenge. I had been thinking about this for a while now, and I had been dying to put my plan into action, although Mike had messed the plan up again. I hadn't wanted to like him again, and I should have known this would happen.

And I would need a little help from a person, or a few people... Determined, I picked up the phone.

"Danny, I need your help."