Just A Old Love Story

Ravaging Confessions

Brooklyn.

"No, John Legend is the best composer of heart break songs," Leah argued.
I couldn't help but smile, I knew she had to bring her favorite musician into this.

"Fine you win," I surrendered.
This argument had started with a rumor that, Ryan Heyward had broken up with Serena, after a long term relationship.
Part of me felt sorry for Ryan, but another part pointed out that I had a chance with him.
See, that is the worst part of loving someone and not telling them, you always rely on the possibility.

"Leah," I said as we walked down the hall towards our lockers.

"Yeah," she answered, pushing back her auburn hair that resembled her topaz eyes.
She had an oval face a slightly raised lip that resembled a cleft lip, but was had to notice unless you were keen on her appearance, but she never let you look at her for too long.

"She didn't do him good, did she," I said.
At this point she comprehended who I was talking about, Ryan.
Serena had awfully cut things of with him, kissing Ryan's best friend in front of Ryan.
That wasn't fair.

Arriving to our lockers, Leah answered, "Yes, she did wrong but what can you do, she's gone and I don't think she will return anytime soon."

Leah continued telling about how her awful Monday, typical Leah, I thought.
It was not until the eight o'clock school bell rang that I ran to the bathroom.
On arrival to the bathroom, I found a yellow poster stuck on the door, written 'Out of Order'
Heaving a sigh, I turned back, but however, aroused by curiosity, I leapt back to the door.
Moaning erotic sounds came out behind the door.

Opening the door carefully, what met my gaze left me dumbstruck.
Ryan, the boy who was suppose to be my prince charming, stood before the counter, a girl spread before him, his head moving occasionally in between her legs, licking her sweetness.
The girls fingers stroked Ryan's coal hair as Ryan dug his nails on her ass, a moan breaking out of them.

The girl's head fell back as a moan escaped her lips, her shoulder length blonde hair swinging in mid-air.
As her head fell back and forth, she caught a glimpse of me.
Her blue eyes turning cold.
"What are you doing here," she barked.

Ryan's head came out in between her legs as the girl straightened her skirt.
"Don't you know your place?" Ryan asked, his piercings and rings shining on the light in the room.
Even with his dark swollen red eyes, he still looked pretty.

"I just wanted to use the bathroom and accidentally opened the door," I tried explaining.
Lighting the cigar, Ryan exhaled all the smoke with his nose.
I wrinkled my nose in distaste since I never liked the smell of a burning cigar.

"Tania leave, let me talk to her," Ryan declared, his eyes still dilated at me.

"Ryan this whore has to be placed on her place," Tania said walking before me.
Now I realized that she was only taller than me because of the heels she wore.
With her body scantily clad in leather, she looked more of the whore.

"Leave," Ryan ordered.
I guess they had to listen to him since he was the leader of their group.
I glanced at my watch as she left muttering a curse.
It was already fifteen minutes past eight.

"Look, I don't know why you wanted to watch, but I'm not pumping into girls anymore, not now," he said heaving smoke through his mouth.
Did he think I watched him licking Tania's sweetness because I wanted sex.

"No, I just came in on a bad time," I said and he immediately nodded.
I wanted to leave, but couldn't, how could I leave a broken man like this alone.

"You know smoking isn't healthy, it leads to cancer," I started.

"I fucking know okay," he said bored.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, I hated seeing him like this over a girl who never loved him.

"Don't you see it, Serena only used you and now that she is far away you want to kill yourself, imagine it wasn't me who stepped in, imagine it was a teacher, where would you start explaining? I hate the way your life revolves around-" I was immediately cut off by his gigantic arm slamming the counter.

"Don't you think I know all that crap?" he asked, his voice threatening, his big body edging closer to mine.

"Don't you think I fucking know that she used me that she only wanted the sex?" he asked again, his voice raised, my back hitting the wall.

"Then why destroy your life for her?" I courageously asked, my voice raised just like his was.

"Because I'm a fucking pussy, who is crying and begging for Serena to come back. That is who I am, a fucking pussy," he said his voice lowered, his face inches from mine.

"No you're not," I said as his eyes drifted towards my lips.
Was he going to kiss me?

"Get the fuck out of here or I'm going to take you right now and I won't be able to control myself," he said pushing me out of the bathroom.

"And do yourself a favor of never crossing paths with me, it's for your own good," he said before shutting the bathroom door.