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Chapter 14

As soon as we get to school I see John in front of the door waiting for me. Great. Now I don't know if I can do it. He hurt me so bad that I don't think I can talk to him. That's when I see Kyle off to the side. His smile gives me the extra boost of confidence I need.

"Hey you," he says as I walk up to him.

As soon as he sees the look on my face he asks what's wrong.

"Why don't you tell me," I say as I show him the pictures Kyle sent me from Chris's phone.

"How.....?" he asks, obviously taken aback by what he's looking at.

"Chris sent the pics to me last night. I woke up and checked my phone and saw a text from Chris. Turned out that this is what it was," I say after gesturing at the phone screen,"maybe you have a better explanation for this than I do."

"Ummmm...... maybe we could go somewhere else. Somewhere private," he says looking around nervously.

"Whatever you have to say to me you can say in front of my friends as well," I say with my arms crossed.

"Ok.... you really wanna know?" he asks me with a scared look on his face.

"I'm waiting," I say while tapping my feet in impatience.

"Ok, I was tired of waiting to do more with you," he says, his face turning as red as a tomato,"All we ever do is hug and hold hands! As a guy, it gets kind of frustrating!"

"I knew you didn't really care about me. How could I be so dumb?" I say on the verge of tears,"We're over. Don't talk to me ever again."

As I walk away he calls after me and stop me but Kyle gets in his way.

"Don't dude. Just leave her be," he says, standing like a big, unmovable wall.

"Why? Are you gonna make me?" John says, getting in Kyle's face,"What are you? Her bodyguard?"

"I'd suggest you stop before you end up regretting what you do," Kyle says and I can see the anger flaring up on his face.

"Oh, I don't think it's me who's gonna be sorry. More like you," John says,"Now get out of my face," he says while pushing Kyle.

The next thing I see is a fist flying a connecting. When it's all over, John is covering his nose with blood seeping between his fingers and over his lips.

"Told you you would regret it," Kyle says with a smug look on his face.

"Bye John," I say walking away shaking.