This boy next to my room

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Connor

What a rookie mistake.

"How long have you been watching us?" I ask a little too calmly, because I can feel June giving me a panicked look beside me.

"Um... Since she started rubbing up against you like the whore she is." She answers as calmly as I do.

This is about to blow up.

"You're not the best person to call me a whore Cynthia."

It's going to blow up.

The eyes of this one immediately go back to June, who also shoots her. I really want to defend her but it is better that I don't interfere, at the risk that she lets out that the day before, I was fucking her and that the storm comes back even more violent than the previous one.

"You know June, I really feel sorry for you. You don't even realize how he manipulates you to get you into his bed. It's not by offering him your body that he's going to love you, I'm in a good position to tell you that. He's not capable of love, so get off the case."

This time, it is my turn to be revolted by Cynthia's words. I now know that she no longer holds me in her heart and that she is angry. but I honestly don't give a shit.

I look again at June who seems to swallow these words, no damn! I'm about to argue but Cynthia goes faster than me.

"You probably aren't aware that less than twenty-four hours ago, he was in my room and we were doing the exact same thing, except the difference is that it lasted all night."

I should have expected this.

June's face veiled in anger turns to surprise and then finally to firmness. I can't figure out what she's thinking so I take the opportunity to speak up:

"June, it was because..."

"I'm too stupid, indeed." She giggles, cutting me off. "You don't have to explain Connor, I don't even know why I'm so surprised, it's pathetic, I'm pathetic."

"Only now do you realize it ?" Cynthia provokes.

I can't even speak without getting cut off! And damn it, I saw this storm coming.

"That was yesterday, and yesterday I was pissed. But it's over June, I swear. But you..."

Kissed Tyler.

Thankfully, I stop myself in time. It's probably the worst thing to say in the moment.

"You know, I think around here, I feel the most sorry for you Cynthia. It pains me to see how much you love him because damn, you're even more pathetic than I am. Instead of helping me and yourself first, you'd rather put me and yourself down indirectly. You know why I say that ? Because you could very well have been in my place, but obviously you're ready to do anything to defend the real culprit in the story. The guy who makes you suffer instead of using female solidarity."

Okay then, I'm sure she's mad at her just like me. I feel really bad about it but I wasn't thinking.

Besides, I'm not at fault because June and I are not a couple, we don't owe each other anything.

But still, I feel bad because I attacked her myself when she kissed Tyler, so I don't have a say in it.

It's on these last words that she leaves the room with these suitcases in hand, not without jostling Cynthia who mumbles insults.

"Proud of yourself?" I sigh as I also get up to get my things.

"You're just an asshole."

I know.