My enemy since childhood

Chapter 104

All night i had cried, had panic attacks, kneaded and cried some more. And here i am on the bus to school and feeling worse than ever before. I hugged the piece of paper in my hand, a piece of paper that would end everything that had ever existed between me and Thomas.

Apparently Thomas had texted Brooke that he hoped i was feeling better soon and that he missed me. Again, missed, he didn't miss me. What if Kylie and i never had fought about Thomas, then i would never have found out that he had been unfaithful. What if it wasn't just Kylie he had fucked during our time together?

I shook my head slightly and turned my gaze out the window where house after house swept by. That was the only reason i was now on the stupid bus to school.

As the bus slowed, i gathered my things and stood up. I wasn't the only one going to school as everyone was pushing towards the doors but i kept my eyes fixed on the floor, i don't want to risk starting a conversation with anyone. All my strength was to put one foot in front of the other, mostly to have a chance to survive what was about to happen.

I didn't have a new phone yet, so i didn't have to talk to anyone, damn how you needed a phone. It itched restlessly in my body not to have anything in my hand, to know if someone actually wanted something from me. Although in a way how nice not to know, i didn't want to risk receiving text messages or calls from Thomas. Or did i want it? i didn't know what i wanted anymore.

Sure, i was going to meet him at school, it was inevitable, and i was so nervous that i almost fainted. What would he do? what would he say? did he understand that i knew what he had done or was he going to pretend it was nothing?

What if i ran into Kylie, who was easier to avoid than Thomas, but the chances were pretty high and i honestly didn't know what to do. I couldn't kill her no matter how much i wanted to. Maybe i would just give her a straight fucking slap, at least it wasn't illegal. Okay, maybe it was illegal, but it was better to slap someone in the face than to murder someone, right?

I shook my head at my murderous plans as i approached the entrance to the school. My whole body was shaking so that it felt like my legs were going to buckle but i had no choice. An hour, then i would never set a foot in this school again. Okay, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but not for a few weeks anyway.

Taking a deep breath, i walked towards the hallway where my locker was. Hopefully Brooke was already waiting there. Another annoying thing about not having a phone. Brooke was actually someone i wanted and needed to connect with, right now.

I tried to peer through all the crowd in the corridors but didn't see Brooke anywhere. Hope she wasn't too far away, i needed her now more than ever.

With a sigh, i walked over to my locker. Brooke had promised not to tell anyone about the video, not until it was official that my boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, was an fucking bastard.

When talking, or in my case, thinking, about the trolls, i felt a pair of strong arms around my waist. I close my eyes for a while and swallowed the tears i felt Thomas's chin against my shoulder.

"Hey love, i was afraid you wouldn't come today" Thomas murmured and pulled me tighter into his embrace as he kissed my cheek. I would never survive this!

"Hey" i whispered but quickly cleared my throat, at least i sounded sick, i guess that was a good thing.

"I have missed you" he whispered and spun me around so i ended up against his chest.