My enemy since childhood

Chapter 39

The knot in my stomach grew tighter as the lesson came to an end. Brooke had barely given me a glance or spoken a word to me in almost an hour. Which was never a good sign, it probably had never happened before when i thought about it. She must be freaking out and i could understand her.

I really didn't mean to hurt her. I could see with just one look at her how much she was in love with Alex, there was no point in yelling at her for something that had nothing to do with her. But i had done that and now i had to face the consequences.

"Brooke-"

"I am not talking to you!" she snapped, standing up so quickly that the chair was close to tipping over.

"Please i'm sorry, i didn't mean-"

"But do you hear badly? I'm not talking to you!"

With quick steps she hurried out of the classroom. Without collecting my books and other things i ran after her. Maybe now was the time to tell her what it was all about or maybe she wouldn't forgive me. Not at first anyway and i wouldn't live a day if i lost her over something as stupid as this.

"Brooke! Wait!" i shouted as i came out to the corridor.

"What the hell is going on?"

I turned and met Dylan's questioning face. Ugh, not now.

"Nothing!" i said curtly and turned around but he quickly grabbed my arm.

Dylan was still looking at me questioningly and then looked away towards the now almost running Brooke.

"What the hell have you done?" he snarled and started running after Brooke.

This just got better and better, i thought as i remained standing and ran my hands over my face.

"Seems like she didn't really appreciate your little speech."

I quickly removed my hands from my face and ended up facing a smirking Thomas. This just got better and better.

"Don't get into this and leave me alone!" i said with anger, taking a step around him.

"Come on, it wasn't that dangerous," he said amused and grabbed my arm.

"Let me go, i don't want to talk to you, be with you, or even fuck you! This is all your fault!"

"My fault? How the bloody hell can it be my fault that you embarrass both yourself and Brooke in front of the whole class?"

I gave him a hard look before snorting and yanking my arm away. This was certainly not a conversation i wanted to have right now, or ever. I had already said too much and all i wanted was to talk to Brooke and explain everything.

"Y/n? Why is it my fault?" he growled and grabbed my arm again, much harder than before.

Nice job, now i had Brooke, Dylan and Thomas pissed off at me. I took a deep breath and just shook my head. It was no use trying to explain my little outburst to him. That it was because of him that i slept badly, because of him that i couldn't think normally, because of him that i had hurt my best friend.

"Let me go Thomas" i said breathlessly, no point arguing over something that didn't matter. I was already tired enough as it was.