Mine ~ Chris Sturniolo

Part 9

We ended up hanging out in my room for the rest of the day. Juliet stayed with us while Mary-Lou went to the store. I miss hanging out with Julie, I don't get to do much with her these days. I held her in my arms as I sang her a nursery rhyme. "Roxy." "Mhm?" "Why are you looking at me like that?" Oh shit I never introduced her to Juliet. "Whose baby is that?" she asked.

"She's my little sister. My mom passed away after giving birth to her two years ago, so I take care of her. My dad is basically dead to me now and I live here" it finally didn't pain me to talk about my mother. Every time I spoke of her it hurt me dearly, but now I feel as if that burden has been broken.

She understood what I went through. I mean, both of her parents passed away in Boston, that's why they left to Germany to stay with their grandparents. I noticed that Roxy was getting a little bit too close to Chris. I mean, he's not my boyfriend so why should I be jealous? I'm not even jealous. Right?

*time skip*

Roxy was sitting right next to Chris. She held his arm as she told him about something that happened in Germany. She's holding Chris. My Chris. 

Chris didn't even seem to mind. He would entertain her little flirty behavior and he's flirting back. That's the moment I realized that Chris never really liked me. All the hugs, forehead kisses, late night drives, they all meant nothing to him? I stared daggers into her skin. That's bitch better move before I kick her ass.

He put his arm around her shoulder the same way he does to me. Is he in love with her or something? Ugh, he's not my boyfriend, why should I be jealous?

Matt and Asher have been playing with Juliet for a while now. Nick and I are on my bed discussing some stuff about how bitchy the woman at Starbucks are these days. And Chris and Roxy are...yeah. "Ana?" Matt's eyes are on me and his eyes are furrowed, "Yeah?" "I know something's up, come on, let's go talk." He stood up a gestured to the door, signaling for me to get up and go with him.

I stood up and followed Nick out of my room and into his. He sat down on his bed and I sat next to him. "What's wrong Ana?" he asked, "I don't know how to explain it, Nick. I mean, I've kinda liked Chris for a while now and I thought we were flirting with each other for the past few weeks. I mean he kisses my forehead, holds my hand and all that couple shit. But here he is, sitting and flirting with my best friend. I have these...feelings for him? But at the same time, he's not my boyfriend so I shouldn't be jealous. But she's flirting with Chris. My Chris!" I started to ramble. 

My eyes started to pool as I spoke, "Nick, I think I'm in love with him." he just pulled me in for a hug.  "Ana. He's a fucking child. He shouldn't even have the privilege of getting to have you as a friend. Ana you are so special, don't let that little fuck face bring you down like that." He stroked my hair as I cried onto his shoulder. He let go of me and stood up, "Wanna go get some McDonald's?" 

I got my car keys from the counter and got into the car with Nick. Fuck Chris. Fuck Roxy. And fuck everyone who made me believe that Chris was into me. I'm so stupid.