Christian
He was avoiding me.
It's been a week since it had happened and we still hadn't talked about it. He wouldn't even look in my direction unless it was something for leadership and even then he wouldn't talk to me like we used to.
I just wanted to know what it meant.
the past week had been hell for me. I just wanted my bestriend back... well, maybe not just as my bestfriend. I was gonna change that though, I would make it happen.
"I'm gonna drill into his head with a stapler. That little cocksucking, fucktarding, dumb ass skank who can't get his head out of his own ass long enough to think logically. I don't even care what he thinks is right. If he can't stop fucking around, I wil cut his tongue off with a hot shard of glass and glue it to his tongue." Megan raged as I passed by... or at least attempted to. I stopped.
Well this was interesting...
"Jeez, Megan. Who in their right mind would mess with you?" Lukas asked, smirked. He leaned against the table, folding his arms over his stomach.
Oh right, I forgot to mention that... Lukas hadn't been hanging out with us... he'd been hanging out with them. I'm pretty sure that he and Megan were like bestfriends now or something.
"It's ugh! I hate him. And boy, if I told you who it was, I'd have to kill you. Painfully."
I debated weather or not I should go up there or if I should stay at the spot I was. I definitely didn't want to be around Megan and Casey longer than I had to be though.
"Okay then. I don't care. So tell me who it was."
"It's a secret." I decided to go up there. Now was my time to confront him.
"Hey Lukas. So are we gonna talk about it now?"
“Talk about what?” Casey asked cluelessly. Megan just looked at me knowingly. Did he tell her?
“I don’t think that we need to talk about it. What’s needed to be said has been said.” Lukas murmured.
“Oh really? Cause I have some more info to add.”
“I think you should go.”
“I don’t think so. I mean, they don’t mind if I here,” I looked at Megan and Casey.
Casey nodded, “I don’t care.” Lukas looked betrayed.
I looked at Megan,” I think if he’s uncomfortable then you should probably leave.” She mumbled, looked towards the tree.
“I don’t understand! What does Christian want to talk to Lukas about?” Casey yelled. I blinked.
“Fine. I’ll talk to you later, Lukas.”
“I rather not talk at all.” He glared at me. I winked at him, making my way down the stairs and away from that group.
_________________________________________________________________________________________Closer… Closer… Come on… Almost there…
I ran over and grabbed Lukas by his backpack strap, shoving him into the janitor’s closet.
“What the fuck??” He exclaimed.
“I- you know what, fuck it.” I forced my lips on his, pressing my body against his. Just like he did not only a week ago to me.
He moaned loudly as I deepened the kiss. Ahhhh. Music to my ears.
I wrapped my arms around his waist, trying to get as close to him as possible.
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Short Stories
Rastgele"A short story is a brief work of literature, usually written in narrative prose. Emerging from earlier oral storytelling traditions in the 17th century, the short story has grown to encompass a body of work so diverse as to defy easy characterizati...