Broken :: R.S.L - au {ON HOLD}

004

I finally put down my pencil for the first time in two hours, viewing the scribbling mess of words on the college-ruled paper.

"Two-thousand words, finished!" I clapped, rubbing my sore hands.

On the brink of five, my phone started ringing. I glimpsed at my phone before picking it up.

Hayley😙👯

"Hey, Hayles," I smiled once I answered on the third ring.

"How come you never told me you went to Ross Lynch's house?!" She screeched, not greeting me what-so-ever.

"Hey, hey, noting happened," I confessed, which was true. It had been a week since I had even spoke to Ross, and that was when I was at his house.

I had tried my best avoiding him in school, and it seems like he's been doing the same. I don't know, and I don't care. Ross never really told me why he wanted me to come over to his house, and I still don't know why I was there.

"Well, apparently everyone knows about it; I'm your best friend, and you don't even have the decency to tell me that you went over to his house." I could physically feel her shaking her head.

"Well, Hayley, how can I possibly tell someone something when they're with their boyfriend the whole time?!" I exclaimed back, feeling no shame in the words that I spit out.

"You know what, Starr?! I'm tired of you bringing up my relationship with Bryan, I mean, I know you've always like him, but goodness. Don't you have Billy to go screw anyway?"

I could practically feel the steam coming out of my ears. "Screw you, Hayley!" I screamed and hung up.

My mom came up seconds later, and looked at me. "Baby, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Hayley and I had an argument," I informed, and I looked down at my hands.

Hayley and I had been friends for years, but lately she's been shunning me out. Everything's about Bryan, the world pretty much revolves around him according to her.

"I'm sure everything will blow over by tomorrow," my mom assured me and kissed my forehead. I nodded, and for some reason, I believed her.

But everything did not blow over the next day.

Hayley was now hanging out with Kennedy, and that's what didn't make sense to me. Hayley hates Kennedy, she has since the second grade - well, that's what she's told me.

I sped walked over to Addison, the only person I knew for sure didn't want to rip my guts out and stomp on them.

"Hey, Addison . . ."

"Hm?" Addison hummed, looking at me with a mouthful of an Oreo cookie. I chuckled at the sight of her and shook my head.

"Erm - do you know why Hayley's hanging out with Kennedy?" I asked, motioning over to my ex-best friend and my enemy. They were laughing at some eighth grader that accidentally tripped, and my heart softened for the young girl.

"Because, Hayley goes out with my brother; Kennedy and Bryan have been close to each other for the past ten years," Addison informed, and I just looked at her. Shock was clear in my face.

"Bryan's your brother?!" I literally screamed across the hallway, even though she was standing right in front of me. Addison covered one of her ears, her eyes twitching and she flinched.

"Yeah, you didn't know that?" Addison asked. I shook my head. Addison bellowed out a laugh, "I thought you would have pieced it together. Bryan Dacker, Addison Dacker?"

I mentally face palmed myself, how could I not put that together?

"I feel stupid now," I giggled, hiding my burning cheeks.

"That's alright," Addison patted my shoulder and walked past me as the bell sounded.

I grabbed my Biology book, which is my first lesson of the day. Yes, cooking is usually my first class, but on Wednesday's Biology is my first lesson - I don't know, my school's weird.

I ventured off to class, and then realized that I have Biology with Ross and Kennedy. Even the thought of her name sickened me to the point where it was needed to roll my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes too much, they'll pop out," Kennedy smirked, looking me right in my face.

I hated everything about her. Absolutely everything. From her naturally wavy hair, to her pastel pink toenails. She's just horrible to me.

"Whatever," I scoffed, walking into the classroom.

The first person in my view was a blonde haired guy whose hair blinded me whenever the sun reflected on it. Kennedy casually strutted over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. I rolled my eyes once again, and watched as Ross' gaze followed me until I sat down at my assigned seat.

I saw him lick his lips, a habit I suppose he had.

"Alright, Class," Mr. Carlson began, "today we will be learning about-" blah blah blah.

I zoned out because the only thing I could focus on was Ross, my best friend who has nothing to do with me anymore and the brunette who wants to ruin my life.

In my mind, I was thinking about what Ross told me last week. How life kills us all. Maybe he's right. Why not just end it all now?

***

Idek what this chapter is even. Ew. Okay, it was not well written, and I'm sorry about that.

Bare with me, okay? And go check out my new book, 'Criminal'! I'll love you forever and always. And I'll give you a cookie! 😋

Ily

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