50. Relationship means Jealousy

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{Y/N's POV}

It's the first day of school after the holidays. For some reason my nerves are on complete edge at the moment as I walked along the hallways, and I got more stares than usual. My panicking was setting in wondering if the marks could be seen anywhere, but I was wearing a long sleeved with turtle neck cheerleading outfit on. I hated this outfit, but I had to. 

We don't normally use the winter outfits because they are too straining for our routines, but I know I can come up with some type of fucking excuse. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders from behind, making my eyes go wide, and I looked to my side.

"Sup Y/L/N? How were your holidays in New York?" Jason asked enthusiastically, and yes, I lied to my team where I was going. I always made sure to get my car inside the garage so no one would see it parked outside. I fake smiled up at him as a knot was formed in my gut.

"Pretty cold actually. How about here?" I asked him trying to make conversation and he laughed as we kept walking and I just wanted his fucking arm off from me.

"It snowed right on new years. Pretty sick. I spent it with Chrissy and her family, and I guessed you spent some cold days because of the winter fit." He commented on my outfit and he made up the excuse for me. A perfect one actually. I nodded at him and I didn't really know what to say, but he seemed a bit nervous at the moment, making me question if he really did approach me for small talk. "Hey um... I just hope there are no hard feelings between us. Seriously, I just... I was confused at the time." 

Oh, how I want to punch your fucking face in you goddamn Christian fuck.

"Oh... Yeah, I always knew something was going on with Chrissy anyways." I say to him and he nods as we reached my locker, and his stupid arm was not leaving my shoulders.

"Yeah... Just you know, there is that pact..." And I knew what pact he was talking about. The one that was part of my plan. I nodded at him and opened my locker as his arm finally fell from my shoulders.

"Yeah, I know, I didn't tell anyone. I suppose Chrissy doesn't know either?" He shook his head at me, and I wanted to grin badly at that. So Chrissy doesn't know Jason and I had sex. That is actually perfect.

"Thank you for understanding Y/N. So, the finals..." I saw his grin beginning to become as wide as ever and I felt my heart quicken its pace, but not because of his stupid smile, because that would set a date for me to begin mastering my plan. My eyes widened and I faked emotion towards him.

"You have a date?!" I asked him and he nodded enthusiastically to me as I finished grabbing my books, closing my locker once again.

"Yes! It's in two weeks, so I was thinking of routines so that we could make the other team you know... be imbeciles." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders again and why is he being so fucking expressive towards me is beyond me. 

He started rumbling about our possible moves on our choreography and I rolled my eyes here and there at his terrible suggestions. As we walked down the hallway, a very noticeable guy spotted my eye as he walked my way with Jeff on his side.

I wanted to smile to him, and I cursed as I remembered the arm that was around my shoulders. I felt my heart wanting to rip out of my chest as I thought of how Eddie would react at seeing me with Jason like this. I see him lock eyes with me, and his face completely morphed as he saw how I was close with the basketball team captain and I cursed under my breath. 

He blinked a few times, averting his gaze and I need him to know this means nothing, somehow. I raised my hand towards my collar and I got hold of the small pendant that was on my necklace, over my shirt.

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