Slipping Through the Cracks of Our Hearts

forming rivalry

*Owen's POV*

"I can't fucking believe it! What the hell did I ever do to her? I was a dick at first but that was before I got to know her. We were starting to get closer and I think I'm already starting to fall for her and I barely even know this girl. She's so infatuating and she has such a beautiful radiance to her. Wait, shit! I can't do this to myself. I have to get over her and move on. God damnit I've never felt this way before."

"Damn you're really going through it man." Shit, my roommate Brett is here. How did I never notice him? "Fuck I didn't realize you were here, just ignore what i said bro." "I don't care Owen.", he tells me as he laughs. "It's not fucking funny man. This girl's messing me up." "Shit sorry, do you wanna talk about it-" "No." I leave the room. 

Something doesn't feel right about this whole situation. How can she go from laughing with me and spending time with me to never wanting to see me again?

*Islah's POV*

I finally wake up after my horrible night yesterday and I check the time. "Shit it's nine o'clock- AH! What the hell are you doing here Blake?!" He's sitting next to my bed. "What do you mean? You're telling me I can't be with my girlfriend when she wakes up?" Blake is a fucking phsyco. "Let's go get breakfast baby", Blake tells me. "No Blake I'm late for class, I need to go!", I say as I quickly get up and start getting ready.

"You're not going anywhere!", Blake yells at me.

*Owen's POV*

I need to ask Daisy what's going on. 

However, as I approach Daisy and Islah's room, I hear some commotion going on in the room so I try and eavesdrop but I can't make out what they're saying. Me being the curious person that I am, I knock on their door.

*Islah's POV*

"Blake, there's someone at the door, let me answer it", I tell Blake. "No, you hide in the closet, I'll handle this.", Blake responds with. "It's probably just Daisy", I say. "Shut up and sit down." I do as he says and he opens the door. I try to peek through the closet crack but I can't see anything, as Blake is blocking my view of the hallway. 

"Hi Owen, what are you doing here?", Blake asks after opening the door. "Blake? What are YOU doing here?", Owen asks him. "Excuse me? I'm here with my girlfriend Islah. What do you want?" "Girlfriend? When did this happen?", Owen asked Blake. "While you were too busy fucking all the girls at our school, Islah and I were building our beautiful relationship." "What the fuck has gotten into you, why are you talking to me like this bro?", Owen asks Blake. Blake ignores this statement. "Oh and remember what she told you? She doesn't want you anymore so back off before you regret it. Now if you don't mind, We'd like to get back to what we were doing.", Blake smirks. "What? What were you doing?", Owen asks. Blake slams the door in Owen's face and locks it. "What were you fucking doing to her?!", Owen yells as he bangs the door. "FUCK.", he says as he storms down the hall.

I need to fix this situation.