FALLING in love

Chapter 23 - Turning tables

Luke

I wake up angry and annoyed at the world and myself. I haven't had a lot of sleep since H and I played PS5 until about three A.M. last night. I tried to push away my anger throughout the entire night and eventually I was too tired and went to bed.

I know Kacie was trying to push me into action when she told me Nancy was going on a date on Valentine's with Simon the frat guy or whatever his name was, despite her asking me not to interfere. And dammit if she didn't succeed. I hounded Nate for the location of Nancy's date and showed up to ruin it. I don't know why the thought of Nancy dating pissed me off so much, and I don't know why I feel like I'm choking on my own heart in my throat when I think about it now, but I do know that I have to see her and talk to her today. I don't know what's going on with me, but I don't care. I just need to talk to her and get this shit out of my head. She made it very clear last night that she wants nothing to do with me, but I won't let her have the last say in this. I need to find her. NOW!

It's the butt crack of dawn. I haven't slept more than two and a half hours and I'm sure Angie will hate me for banging on their door at this hour, but once again, I don't care. Pounding on their door for 5 minutes straight has several of the students on their floor opening their doors to yell at me to stop. But alas, as soon as they see it's me, their star football player, they retreat into their rooms and let me get on with my banging. The perks of being a campus hero pays off big time in situations like this - meaning situations where I'm causing a hell of an inconvenience to my fellow students.

After an additional two minutes of banging, a groggy angry Angie finally opens the door with a jerk.

"WHAT the fuck Luke! What do you want? This is so not the time for this incessant knocking!"

"Nancy," is all I say feeding on her annoyance and frustration.

"She's not in her bed, now piss off and let me get back to mine," she huffs as she goes to close the door. Before she can slam it shut, I move my foot in between the door and the doorway enabling her from closing it completely.

"Where is she?" I demand, but Angie is in no mood to be cooperative.

"How the fuck should I know? I've been sleeping, haven't I?!"

A chill runs down my spine. Perhaps she went home with frat-face-McDouch from last night. Dammit to hell, that makes my blood boil. I need to know.

"Did she come home last night?"

"Not that you deserve to know Luke," trust me I know that. "But yes. She came home last night and she... never mind it's not my job to tell you shit. Now leave!"

She shoves my foot out of the door and shuts it in my face. What now? Where could she have gone?

I try the coffee place but she's not in there. Or in any of the other three surrounding their dorm building. Kacie will kill me if I wake her up now. Kacie, that's it. Remembering the last time, I saw Nancy with Kacie was outside the swimming pool. If she had been unhappy last night, I'm sure she would have gone there this morning to let off some steam. I take it as a good sign that I can still piss her off. I quickly make my way towards the swimming pool. Spying through the windows like a creep I spot Nancy leaving the pool for the women's locker room. This is great timing. I'll catch her on her way out.

Standing in the hall in front of the locker room my patience wears thin. How long could this possibly take. It's not like she would be that sweaty from swimming in the water. Right? I'm getting more agitated by the minute. How could she just go out on a date so casually after everything? I thought she only wanted me.