Teenage Dirtbag

Ch 10: Apologies

Peyton pov:

Waking up with a pounding headache and disgusting taste in my mouth I look around my room to find someone sleeping in my bed. Confused, I get a better look and find Fallon sleeping soundly.

Poking her softly made the girl jump awake, pull the knife from her boot and point it at me. Holding my hands up I give a nervous smile, hoping she wouldn't stab me.

"Uhm, how ya feeling?" She furrows her brows as she realizes she's awake. Regret and anger fill her eyes, she groans loudly and flops back onto my bed.

"Fuck!" She yelled, making me jump slightly. Why the hell was she upset?

"Are you-"

"Fuck you! God dammit. I shouldn't have gone." She pulls herself from my bed, pacing my floor quickly. I watch as she rubs her face aggressively, grunting as she does.

"Fallon-"

"We made out! We almost fucked! How are you calm?!" She shouts, looking at me with so much anger. Memories of last night rush back as I stare at her.

"Is it that big of a deal?" I scoffed, this didn't seem like the end of the world.

"Yes! I'm not gay! I'm not into you! I don't even like you!" She yelled at me, throwing a shoe at me.

I don't usually get angry or get too upset about things quickly but she was pissing me off. How the fuck is this my fault? We were both drunk, we both fucked up, and nows she's making it seem like I'm at fault.

"Well last I checked, we were drunk, you came onto me, you initiated and I even stopped us before it got worse. Plus last night, you seemed pretty gay to me, Fallon!" Standing to my full height I tower over the girl. She scoffs and looks even more pissed off.

"It was a mistake, a stupid drunk mistake. I'm not a fag, I'm not you, and I'm definitely not a freak!" Her words cut deep. I stood back shocked, I knew she was mean but this was lethal.

Almost as the words left her a look of regret took over her face. She tried to reach out but I swatted her hand away, upset by her words.

"Yeah okay! I'm gay, I'm weird, fuck I'm even a freak. At least I'm not a heartless bitch that pushes everyone away. Even those who are nice regardless of your constant attitude." I shot back, holding my angry tears back. Why was I so caught up in this girl?

"Peyton I'm-" She tried again but I swatted her hand again, too upset with her.

"Don't touch me, don't look at me, don't get anywhere near me. GET OUT!" I point to my door. She scowls and grunts in frustration, grabbing her shoes as she leaves.

She mumbles curses at me as she leaves, I didn't care, I won't care, it doesn't matter, she doesn't matter. Calming my beating heart I slide to the floor and lean against the foot of my bed. Resting my pounding head on my knees I try my best to stay calm.

Fuck her...

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My mom tried asking me about the noise but I left before I could give her an answer. Booking it to Matt's house I let myself in and find the trio in the basement, eating Waffles and bacon.

"Yo! Took you long enough." Matt smiled, offering me a bite of his food. Shaking my head I sit beside Kenji and tune them out.

They talk, mostly Matt and Cam, as I mindlessly watch the TV. It wasn't until Kenji shook me that gathered my attention to him. He lifted a brow and looked at me questioningly.