Living With The Bad Boy

49) Your Chick Drama Is Pretty Hot

"Oh my god, I am so sorry Lauren," Blake apologized, ignoring that brown haired girl who was fuming at him. He was carrying some girl and they were really drunk with their bloodshot eyes and liquor break.

"It's alright," I reassured. "A one night stand? How drunk are you?"

"I'm not drunk," he slurred, sending the both of us wide grins. Yeah right, I could smell the alcohol from this breath. "Patty, this is Lauren and Sam. Say hi to Patty. Oh, and don't tell my dad. He's going to kill me." I should be recording this.

"I'm Lilly," she corrected, too drunk to care. She sent us both a drunk smile and went back to sucking face with Blake. He tumbled as they walked inside the school. I can't believe I dated that.

"I hate you!" Lena shrieked, ready to jump forward at me but Sam held her back firmly. "You made him have sex with that girl! I want to have sex with him!"

"That's not happening," he immediately said, getting into overprotective brother mode. "You're going to go to your shitty friends or go home, right now Lena."

"But you and that bi-"

"Okay," I stopped them both. "I had enough of this. Lena, I don't make him do anything. In case you haven't realized, we broke up and he's free to do whatever he wants. I don't care and he doesn't care. If you really want to turn into a bitch over some guy, be my guest, but don't involve me in something that I don't have a part in. And for your friend, she's done enough and she can talk to me if she wants to. I prefer for her to not but that's not the point."

She burst out crying and tried to come forward but Sam tightly held her. A couple people stopped conversing to take a look at what was happening here. People are so nosy.

"Lena, quit it," he hissed. "Go home, it's just a guy. There are plenty more and he's drunk. Stop acting so desperate."

"I'm not desperate!" she shrieked. I really hoped that she wasn't drunk right now. "All I wanted was to date him and no one lets me!"

"That's Blake's choice to make," I shrugged. "No one is really blocking you except him."

"No, you are," she argued. "Why won't you ever let him go?"

"If we were still together, he wouldn't be with that Lilly girl," I reminded her. "I don't know what you have against me but seriously, drop it."

"You dated Blake," she stated.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Dated, not dating. We're not together and we never will be so drop whatever you have against me because it's seriously annoying."

"You're the annoying one," she childishly retorted. "You're literally everywhere."

"I go to this school in case you haven't realized," I pointed out.

"You kicked me out of my own house," she angrily stomped on the ground.

"No," I shook my head. "You left with your precious friend and mother because you wanted to. I had nothing to do with it."

"If you haven't moved here, we would have been a perfectly happy family," she said.

"Be my guest," I scoffed. "I'm not stopping you, Luke's not stopping you, and Bethany's not stopping you. You can gladly get over this phase and actually be nice to your siblings and dad, and get your mother to quit bothering Sam about marrying that red head. Literally, nothing is stopping you guys."

"I am nice to my siblings," she scoffed. "Right Sam?"

"You want me to marry that cake face and can't even hold a proper conversation with me," he deadpanned. "You're not nice."