Chapter 19 - This guy.

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I slammed the phone on the table and walked out.

It was around 7 am so teachers were starting to wake up, I was mad that she didn't fucking tell me about it.

I could've dealt with him, I COULD'VE DEALT WITH HIM.

Does she think I can't protect her? What the fuck was that.

"Luciano?" She came out of the room rubbing her eyes.

"Get away from me." I pushed her, I didn't mean to but it wasn't a hard push.

"What the fuck is your problem?" She said harshly, now awake.

"Who's Anthony, hm? And why didn't you tell me, I could've dealt with him."

I was pissed. She doesn't need to fucking worry about these things, especially since I'm here.

"I dunno I didn't think you would care"

I just glared at her with hateful eyes.

"Where does he live." "I dont kno-"

"WHERE THE FUCK DOES HE LIVE"

"Sesame street. I dont fucking know. He's a random guy that added me online. You don't need to yell at me." She walked back into the room and packed her bags.

Before she walked passed me she handed me her phone.

"Find something bad on there, find something that fucking shows that I would cheat. Do it, I dare you." I shoved the phone into my chest.

I immediately unlocked the phone and looked through everything, her notes, her Ig, her snap, her camera roll, her everything.

There was nothing.

Not one thing.

And Anthony wasn't a contact anymore.

Guilt washed over me as she was heading to the bus, I tried to run up to her and grab her but another guy asked her to sit with him, which she said yes.

As much as that hurt I deserved that.

During the whole ride she was laughing with him and they seemed to bond a lot.

I looked out the window and started to wonder why I did that.

She wasn't in the wrong, she did nothing bad, it was just the guy that I was mad at.

Now she's laughing with another boy and it's my fault.

"Can I get your number?" I heard him ask still laughing a bit, "I'm sorry no, I don't like giving my number out. I'm taken."

"He doesn't let you have friends?"

"No he does, but I don't think that you want to be friends" she slightly smiled trying to lighten the mood, he got up and moved seats to another seat.

She watched him walk away and as she was going back to the window she glanced at me with a hurt face.

Guilt washed over me basically drowning me in regret.

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