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Meera's pov:

I calmly find the nearest bathroom and pick a stall.

She knew how I felt about him, so how does she even think that it's okay-

I full on start having a breakdown in the middle of a dingy high school bathroom stall.

Over a fucking boy and a girl who I thought was my friend.

I don't even stand a chance anymore.

I try to control the sobs to a minimum but I can't help, every thought running through my mind is about how I wasn't enough and how I was discarded like a fucking tissue.

Once my ten minutes are up, I unlock the stall and fix my face in-front of the mirror in the bathroom.

I muster up the most confident walk I have left in me and walk my ass right back to physics.

The audacity of him to pull this kind of shit-

I walk into physics with a poker face and even Wes is questioning it.

"Are you high on something or were you crying?" He asked.

"No! What the hell? Why?"

"Your eyes are red,"

"It's pollen." I brushed off.

I did my work, but today I worked extra hard and took my work to a whole new level of perfection.

Academic validation is my way of coping.

When the lunch bell rang, I zoomed out of that class as soon as possible.

I sat down and tried to force some pretzels down my throat when Emerson plopped down next to me.

"Should I ask James out?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea Em?" I hesitantly say.

Bro what the fuck-

James and I literally went on a fucking date two days ago-

"Well he likes me and I like him, don't ruin this for us."

"I- are you serious?" I scoffed, trying to not breakdown again. I didn't ruin anything.

"Well, I mean, yeah I am. Should I just go for it?"

What the actual hell is this?

Wes chooses to walk over and sit down with his lunch the very moment Emerson loudly says "Wish me luck, imma go ask him out!"

I want to go jump off a cliff.

A few of the seniors at my table are confused and look towards me for answers and so does Wes. I shrug but a sharp pain erupts in my chest as she walks over to James.

No fucking way she's actually gonna do this.

"Meera what's going on?" Wes questioned, looking at me and then turning to look at Emerson and James talking.

"I have no clue." I croaked, releasing a shaky breath.

Emerson hugs James. They're fucking together, aren't they?

When they pull apart, Emerson goes in for a kiss.

No fucking way-

Oh hell nah.

James kisses her back and I start seeing red.

They did not just fucking do that.

I grab all my shit and leave the lunch room.

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