Say 'Kiss'! • bxb

1. The Kiss

Mateo's P.O.V.

Walking into my dorm room I see photos, scattered all around, stuck on the walls and on the two beds. There are a few girls giggling at the end of the hall and I can tell that they are the ones who did this.

I take one in my hands, flip it, try to process what I'm seeing in front of me, but it still feels unreal. They're all photos of my girlfriend, Sarah, and my roommate, Tobias.

At first I laugh out loud like an idiot, wiping my tears away after I'm done and my stomach starts hurting. But now I'm mad, ripping all the pictures apart, shoving them out the window. They're landing in bushes as everyone is looking at me with curious eyes.

Both from outside and from the inside of the dorm. They're whispering, taking me for some kind of idiot, but I don't feel embarrassed. Not one bit, because I haven't done anything wrong.

I want to storm off, but step on something instead. When I lift my feet up to see what's under it, my whole vision goes red. The same fucking photo. No matter how many of them I throw out the window, burn with my lighter, rip apart, there's still one hiding in a corner.

Greg runs towards me and tries to do some damage control by telling everyone that they should leave and that there's nothing to see here. But definitely there is.

The whole college knows.

The photo of Tobias shamelessly kissing my girlfriend, the one I trusted with my whole heart and loved deeply. Out of all the people to cheat on me with, she choose goody two shoes Tobias, the fucking Christian boy.

On top of it all, he's my roommate and he can't hide forever in the library or the bathroom. He'll have to come back and sleep eventually. When that happens I'll be here waiting for an explanation and most likely a chance to punch him in the face.

I hate him. I've always hated him. This is just another thing that makes my blood boil, clenching my fists against my side in a poor attempt at controlling myself.

Greg closes the door and the window, not giving the rest of the students the satisfaction of seeing my mental breakdown.

I laugh again and open Tobias' closet, throwing all of his clothes around. Then I take all his books off the shelves, slamming them against the floor, wanting to scribble the pages with permanent marker but not having enough patience.

"Fucking Tobias" I sit down on my bed and tug at my hair in frustration.

Greg sits down next to me and sighs out loud. He doesn't know what I should do either. Of course, I'll give that fucking idiot the beating of his life when I can, but that won't solve my relationship with Sarah.

Was she unhappy? Why would she do such a thing? Who even snapped these pictures in the first place?

I've become the laughing stock of this college because of them. People are messaging me the photo from random accounts and phone numbers.

Everytime I see it my blood boils and jealousy runs through my body like some kind of poison, intoxicating my mind.

"Don't worry... I mean... It's not that bad" Greg tries to comfort me but it's so obvious he's lying.

"Yeah... Not that bad... My girlfriend just cheated on me with my roommate... Oh and everyone knows... But I guess it's not that bad" I sarcatically smile at him and he sighs.

What can I do? My knuckles turn white from how hard I'm gripping the covers on my bed. I can still hear laughter from outside and it's like every remark or stare on campus is directed right at me.

I feel like I'll go crazy if I don't do something. What? I don't know. Talk to Sarah? Sort it out? Talk to Tobias? Beat the shit out of him? Nothing seems like the right choice at this moment.

There is no right choice. All I want to do is get revenge first.

For a second I imagine Tobias' face, smirking at me, an expression of pride and superiority on his face. Looking down on me, on my relationship and on my feelings.

"I need to be alone" I mumble and Greg hesistates, but stands up and sighs again.

"Fine... Just don't do anything stupid"

Right after he closes the door behind him I stand up and close the blinds, turn off the lights, stay in complete darkness with my thoughts.

Tobias' face and then Sarah's, haunting my mind, acting like I'm some sort of idiot they can fool around with. For how long has this been going on? Maybe it's not their first kiss and not their last. Would they have told me if there wasn't any picture?

What would our relationship be then?

Anger, blaming everyone else except myself. And then sadness, wondering if it's my fault after all. Different motions take control of me, drowing me like a wave, until I can't think anymore.

My mind is blank. I'll wait for him. Then I'll see what I'll do. That's right. I can wait. It doesn't matter how long it'll take. I'll be here.

And he'll come back, hopefully ready to tell me to truth. Or I'll have to force it out of him.

I lay down on my bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling numb. Then his face flashes before my eyes again and I can't control myself.

"Fuck you Tobias" I shout as loud as I can, but then feel embarrassed that I'm talking to myself.

I have to talk to them.

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Honestly? I don't really know what this is supposed to be, but I've been working on it for some time now. And why not publish it after all?

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