10 Things I Hate About You

Chapter 9- Final Chapter

A whole week had past since prom and you've managed to avoid Eddie at school which wasn't as hard as you thought it would be. Eddie seemed to be trying to avoid you too.

Jason had a nasty bruise across his nose that matched your bruised knuckles, but since that night, he had steered clear of Chrissy, so i was worth it. Chrissy and Gareth seemed to be friends now, the two of them still hung out in their own friendship groups during lunch, but after school they hung out together.

A small part of you was almost jealous when you saw them laughing and smiling together. But, at the same time, you were happy for them. Gareth seemed to be treating her right and he wasn't an asshole like Jason, so that was an improvement.

You sat on the porch steps with your English notebook in your lap, trying and failing to write the stupid poem for class that was due tomorrow morning.

No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't write it. You had tried writing about music. Tried writing about your car. Hell, you even tried writing about dogs, but you just couldn't find the right words and it wasn't working.

You sighed, scribbling out the few words you had written down with a pen before Chrissy came walking out the house with a mug of hot chocolate in her hands.

"Here." She said, holding it out towards you.

"Thanks." You replied, putting the pen down and taking the cup with a small smile.

Ever since prom, Chrissy had been putting in extra effort with you. She knew you were upset, but you refused to talk about it, despite how many times she had asked you to.

"Any luck on your English assignment?" She asked, looking down at your page full of scribble.

You shook your head and took a sip of the drink. How much would your overall grade drop if you didn't do this assignment? At this rate, you were not finishing this by tomorrow, hell, you have been sitting here for hours and haven't gotten a single word.

A car slowly pulled up in front of the house and you looked up from your mug to find Gareth climbing out his car. He was wearing his Hellfire Club shirt under his flannel and your heart sunk at the sight of it.

"Are you sure you don't want to come to the movies with us? It'll be fun." Chrissy said,looking away from Gareth and down at you.

"No, I'm fine."

"Look, I don't know if I ever thanked you for what you did at prom... but, it really meant a lot to me."

You smiled softly, "anytime."

"Hey, you ready?" Gareth called out, walking towards the house.

Chrissy nodded, giving you a warm smile before walking past you down the stairs while Gareth waved awkwardly to you before taking Chrissy's hand.

"Is she okay?" You heard him whisper to her.

"I hope so." Chrissy replied, quietly. "How's Eddie?"

"Heartbroken."

You didn't hear the rest of their conversation as they climbed into the car and you watched them drive off down the road.

Eddie was heartbroken? Why would he be heartbroken? You didn't mean anything to him, you were simply a job to him. He didn't care about you. He was in it for the money, right from the very start. Him asking you to Steve Harrington's party had been part of it, it had all been part of it and you were too blind to see it.

You hated Eddie Munson. You hated him so fucking much, you wanted to scream, but instead, you picked up your pen and started to write.

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