CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: CONFRONTATION

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Zion

I spent my weekend studying. I didn't have to try to so hard since my grades were fine, but studying was the only thing that took Kayla out of my mind. My body confused me. My heart royals to escape from my chest and it didn't matter what I did. I tried working out and took a cold shower. It didn't work.

That's to my frequent trips to a psychologist. I knew how to evaluate my emotions, but I wasn't sure what these emotions were. My body felt nervous, but I had no reason to be. What was I afraid of? The easiest answer would be Emma because I hadn't reconciled with her yet. I have to understand what these feelings were before I spoke to Emma. I plan to be honest with her and tell her everything.

It didn't matter if I had been in love with Kayla and didn't know it before now. What my body craved did not matter as well. I was going to stay by Emma, even if it meant suppressing my desires. I have no intention of being unfaithful to her. If I did that, I would become my father.

I spent the entire weekend in my room unless I had to go downstairs and get something to eat. Saturday was the worse of it all. It was Evans' birthday and I could t even text him. I spent the entire day beating myself up for not wanting to text a guy like him. After what he did, I shouldn't consider him my friend anymore.

It was difficult to abandon the person I had called my best friend all my life, but I had to end our friendship now. What if he actually raped Emma? I knew for a fact that he would never be punished because our families would cover it up. As I thought about it, my mind fought back reminding me that the image I had wasn't Evans at all.

However, even in my doubt, I had to trust Emma. She was the victim, and she needed to be protected. As I got ready for school, I prayed she could come today. I would explain everything to her and apologize.

When I got to school, everyone was staring at something on their phone. My senses became alert. Was there something online about me? I didn't think so because they weren't looking at me. It wasn't about me, so I just walked to my locker.

The girl whose locker was next to mine was there today. Usually, she would come early so she didn't have to meet me. Maybe she forgot something today, but she avoided my gaze as usual.

"Hey Bree, did you see this?" Her friend ran towards her.

Bree, that was her name? I continued putting my books in and getting my thing for my next class while listening. It was a technique I learned to keep abreast of school gossip. I never looked through the blog sites unless it was about me, so I didn't really know anything.

"Remember Mikayla Thompson from her bathroom fight weeks ago? She's in New York! She's so fucking cool. It's obvious she was lying low in our school."

Bree looked uncomfortable. She tried to use body language and I signal her friend to shut up because I was standing there. I didn't mind it. Kayla and I had a misunderstanding and with my newly discovered feelings for her, I was glad to know she was doing great. Bree's friend ignore the songs and continued talking.

"Lexi must be pissed. Did you see Kayla's TikTok? She created one a few days ago, and she already has over 10k followers! I've been on that app for over a year and I can't get more than a hundred followers."

Bree was about to cry at this point. It was almost cute to watch. I saved her the embarrassment and left early for class. As soon as I passed by her friend, her jaw dropped.

"Oh my gosh, was that Zion Rivera?" She whispered aggressively. "Why didn't you stop me?!"

"Bitch I tried!" Her friend whispers back.

I smiled and walked to the venue of my next class. When I got to class, only a few students were there because I was early. I decided to check out the TikTok account everyone was going on about. Kayla was never a social media person.

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