This boy next to my room

17

Connor

At the end of the damn class, I first head over to Diego, a friend, to ask him to give me an extra pack of cigarettes. This guy is literally my supplier of the forbidden stuff here and he's never been caught. He has a whole stash hidden in his closet including alcohol and powdered cocaine. Once he gave me what I wanted I decided to go up to my room. I walk along the hall to the marble stairs and guess who I see? The bitch with the green eyes! The one who pissed me off the whole night before.

A smile escapes me when I see that she is talking with Cynthia. I told her everything she said about him, and from the look on her face, she is probably settling her account with June. I begin to advance towards them with an exorbitant nonchalance and proud look. When I arrive, my sexual partner stops talking and looks at me. The bitch follows her movement.

"There he is!" Cynthia writes to herself. "Connor, did she call me a slut yesterday?!" She asks in an uncontrolled voice. I give her a quick glance before turning my attention back to her. Strangely, I don't see any hatred in it anymore, just annoyance. She had told me yesterday to stop my shenanigans against her.

"I told you already, yes I did but it wasn't on purpose. Now, have a nice day. I have no desire to get upset today." She sighs as she turns to walk up the stairs. My smile fades in no time, damn! She pisses me off, why is she so calm ?

"It's okay Cynthia, just let it go." I say before dashing up those stairs to join her.

Arrived at the second floor I see that her door is closed but I don't care and approach this one to open it. I sweep the room and find her sitting on her bed with her phone in her hands. She raises her green eyes towards me then frowns. I lean against the end of the door and i'm about to say something to her but a voice from her cell phone stops me.

"Oh my God June! I missed your voice so much, you don't know how happy I am to be talking to you right now baby." I arch an eyebrow at the sound of that male voice as she stares at me.

I admit that for a moment, an irresistible urge to fuck up her relationship with this guy came over me but I hold back. I don't want her to ignore me any more I just want to-.. Oh shit..

My legs guide me to the foot of her bed and a sly smile forms on my lips. My Machiavellian urge has overtaken me, sorry green-eyed bitch.

"Love ? Why does he call you 'baby' ? I'm your boyfriend, are you cheating on me?" I say loud enough for the guy on the other end of the phone to hear me. June's face scrunches up in incomprehension and confusion, it's so funny!

"Um, 'love' " The guy repeats. "Did I miss something June?" He asks.

"Oh fuck, just get out of the way Connor!" She growls as she pushes me further with her feet. "Uh no,.. Jacob... That's just a-.."

"Just her boyfriend!" I cut her off.

"Shut up!" She shouts at the end of her rope. After that, she hangs up her phone and gets out of bed extremely quickly to face me. I don't even see her hand coming as she slaps me in the most clichéd, brutal and unexpected way of the century. I open my eyes completely in shock, is she sick? My face is stuck on the side and I already know that my cheek is red. Only my eyes travel a path to reach hers. She has the bright look, sign that she holds back her tears, her breath is jerky and strong.

This bitch has dared.