The Game

Chapter 35

Tori

"Omar we haven't talked for a week now. I really don't know what's going on with us. I think we broke up.." These couple of days without him have been a torture. But I have absolutely no idea what to do.

"Tori, I just think it's a bad idea for you to get back with him. Him and Serena having a baby? He's a strictly forbidden area now. Do you really want to be with him now? When he's the dad to her kid." He says and makes it sound so unattractive.
"He is going to spend a lot of time with Serena and what if they fall in love again?" He says and it sticks a little. Jalousi? But what if he's right? He could easily go back to her, and then they will probably get married too when they are older. Then I will seem like nothing to him.

"All odds have been against you from the start, but I just thought you were going to make it. But this is like a major thing, you won't get through this." He says. I bury my head in the pillows and curse life. When everything is going fine then something bad always happens. Always. And I think Omar is right, I have been denying it, but deep down I feel that way. I can't handle this. Omar caresses my back with his hand. I love when he does that. He knows how to comfort me.

"Well I have to go now, I'll swing by tomorrow." He says and jumps down from my bed."See you later, sweetie." He says and kisses my forehead. I walk down to find Neal sitting in the kitchen counter with his laptop. I sit down across him. "What do you want." he asks without looking up. "Nothing, can't I sit here or what? You own this place too?"
"It's just weird that you always come here, when I am sitting here." He says and puts his cup up to his mouth. I just look at him. It's true, I do that, but I am not going to admit it to him.

"I always sit here, even when you're not here." I defend myself.
"Whatever."

He types something in his laptop and he looks super focused. Then he takes another sip of his coffee.

"Does Brad know?" He suddenly asks.
"Know what?" I ask confused.
"About Serena being pregnant?" he says. The word really has spread fast.
"How do you know?"
"Everybody knows. Even the teachers." It's funny how the teachers are in on the gossip around the school about the students.
"I don't think he knows, but I am sure he will hear it anytime soon."
"It's K.C's right?" He asks and looks at me now. Why couldn't he just look down like always. I feel my cheeks get warm. I haven't talked with him for a while now. I keep seeing his hurt face when he said all those things. It felt like everything was over.
"Yeah." Or that's what she says. He just nods and looks down for a second. He is thinking about something.
"It seems very strange, doesn't it?" he asks very skeptical.
"How?" I need to be sure what he means, I think I feel the same way - there is something weird about this whole thing.
"I mean, she was drinking coffee last week, and there is nothing "pregnant" over her. I have seen pregnant girls or the signs of it, but there's nothing about her."
"Maybe she's just good at hiding it, or she doesn't know about the coffee thing. I don't think Serena is someone who is aware of what things you can drink and not." I don't know why I am defending her, I have my doubts too, but I need to be critical too, and if Neal can prove me wrong, well... then I have to look further into things.
"Trust me she does. She's not stupid, even though that's what she's trying to be. She's very sneaky and just plays dumb." He says. He sounds like a detective, trying to solve a murder case."She's doing it on purpose. I think she's lying about the whole pregnancy thing. She probably wants him back or she wants to break you and K.C off., which I think she has done, cause you haven't been over at his house for a while. You don't talk to him either." It's scary how he is observing everything.
"Nothing gets past you, does it?" He would be the perfect lawyer.
"No, not really. Now that I think about it, it's quiet sad actually. That I actually sit here and waste my time on you and her." He lets out a tired sigh. I think he has gone mental in this house. It has made me gone mental.