In The Final Hour, I'll Be A Confident Coward

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Chapter 2;

‘Alexia Letitia Watson! Where the fucking hell have you been? You made me go a whole 110 minutes without you, and you were still going to walk straight past me? Rude!’ She yelled at me. ‘Well hello to you too Indigo. If you must know, I was in Mr Blake’s office getting into trouble for getting into a fight with Mr Reynolds over me telling him that his class was boring’ I replied after stepping back from the huge embrace she gave me when she finally reached me.

‘What the hell. He is such a faggot, I swear he loves getting you into trouble just because you are more successful than he is. I mean, look at you. You have an amazing band, you have tattooed sleeves down both arms, you have a six year boyfriend, you have straight A’s, everything he wanted, but couldn’t get. He had the band, but they weren’t successful like you are, he wanted the tattoo’s, but his mother said no. He wanted the long high-school relationship like you, and he wanted the Straight A’s, but was never smart enough’ She explained, ‘He is just in envy of you, and  that is why he likes to make your life living hell.’

I stood there. My mouth wide at how much information she had just given me. When I got myself together I asked the question, that I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer too, knowing her history with teachers. ‘Indi, how the hell do you know all that?’ She just looked at me with the biggest grin on her face, and started laughing, ‘He is a sensitive guy, and you know my history with teachers, plus he is hot.’ ‘Ohmysweetfuckingjoodness! Indigo Violet Green! Please do not tell me that YOU slept with my fucking History teacher?’

She gave me a sheepish look, and blushed. *face palm* ‘I cannot believe you. Ohmygod!’ I shook my head, trying to clear the image of Indigo and Mr Reynolds from my head, it wasn’t working so far. ‘Well, I’m proud of it, cause he is H-O-T, and I have no problem saying that whatsoever. He is the youngest teacher in our school, and do you remember Mr O’Dwyer from Year 9? When we got our laptops, the Computer Tech guy?’ ‘Yeah, so?’ I replied whilst picking at my nails, ‘Well, anyways, he reminds me of him. Don’t you think?’ She asked. ‘Uh, I dunno, I can’t really say I took any notice. I was kind of occupied with Kayden’ I countered, ‘He was my main priority, and still is. Which reminds me, he is waiting for me at The Cage, are you coming?’ I asked her, with a questioning look on my face. ‘Uhh, I will catch up’ she answered, looking over my shoulder and smiling at someone or something, I don’t know, cause I didn’t turn back and look, I just continued walking.

Just as I was about to round the corner I spotted Lindsay and her clique walking towards Kayden and the boys. I took a step back so they couldn’t see me, and scoffed at Lindsay as she made an attempt to flirt with Kayden. Kayden just stood there looking bored with her that was until she whispered something in his ear, and he nodded and smiled. I came up with several scenarios in my head about what she could have whispered, but everything came to a dead end. Just as I was about to walk over, Kayden got out his phone, and started typing furiously on his screen. Several seconds later, my phone buzzed and I pulled it out, knowing it was from Kayden, and read it.

Some Faggot Loser<3; Hey bubba girl, I am stuck in detention. Stupid English teacher blamed me for something Chaz did, anyways, I won’t be out till the end of lunch, so don’t wait for me. Go find Indigo, and sit with her. I will come and see you as soon as I get out. Love you Princess. Xx <3

I just ignored the text, my heart beat picking up speed a little, as the scene in front of me unfolded. I watched as he nodded at Lindsay, and she took his hand as they started walking to the disabled toilet together. They both went in, and locked the door. I walked over, making myself as invisible as possible, and put my ear against the door. The noises I heard coming from inside brought tears to my eyes. I couldn’t believe Kayden would do something like that to me. After six years of dating, and at school? Really? I heard a zipper, and quickly ran away, almost tripping on my scraggy Converse lace. Several minutes later, they both walked out, Lindsay having half her buttons undone, and Kayden having the wildest sex hair, and pulling up his zipper. I couldn’t help it. I broke down, in the middle of the Quad, with everyone staring at me.

I pulled out my phone, and cried even harder when I saw the picture of Kayden and I  as my lock screen background. I unlocked my phone, and pulled up a new text.

Me; Uuuhm, I can’t stay tonight. I forgot me and Indi had plans. Why not just ask Lindsay to stay the night. At least she is an easy root for you. I fucking hate you Kayden! With all my heart and soul. I wasted six years on you! SIX FUCKING YEARS! I can’t believe you would lie to me, about being in detention, then go and root her in the disabled toilet. I watched you type it to me. And to put ‘I love you’ at the end of the text, then go and have sex with another girl right after? I am starting to wonder why I thought you were any different. I should have known you wouldn’t wait for me. I should have known that you were like every other ‘It’ boy, I should have known you weren’t faithful. I HATE YOU KAYDEN JAMES BLAKE!

Me; Indi! Help me!

My Bitch; Where the fuck are you?

Me; Sitting in the middle of the Quad, you will spot me easy.

My Bitch; Be there soon baby. <3

Some Faggot Loser <3; ALEXIA! What the hell are you talking about?

Me; You know Kayden. How dumb do you think I am?

Some Faggot Loser <3; I don’t think your dumb at all. Where are you? Let me explain. Please, I love you.

Me; No Kayden. If you loved me, YOU WOULD NOT HAVE HAD FUCKING SEX WITH LINDSAY FUCKING COLLINS!

Some Faggot Loser <3; I didn’t.

Me; Wow! FUCK YOU!

I threw my phone across the quad. As far as I could, hoping it would smash into a thousand little bits, so I never had to talk to him again! Just as I threw it, Indi came running towards me, screaming for people to get the fuck out of the way. Everyone obeyed, knowing she would go skits if they didn’t move. She collapsed next to me, and just took me in her arms while I cried my heart out, my makeup ruining her good white Anthem Made singlet.

‘Shh, it’s okay. Calm down; stop crying so you can tell me what happened. You are staying at my house tonight, Fuck Kayden!’ She said. I started to cry even harder when she said is name. I was still trying to wrap my head around what he did; I don’t even know what I did to deserve it.

Right as I stopped crying Kennedy came running over to me, being the protective best friend he is, he took one look at me, and went to find Kayden. He didn’t have to go very far; cause Kayden came running over towards the crowd that had now gathered around me. Before he even got two steps towards me, Kennedy spear tackled him, and crunch his fist into Kayden’s nose. The next thing you heard was a massive crack, and then blood was everywhere.

I got up, and walked over to Kennedy, and put my hand on is shoulder, telling him that it wasn’t worth it. I just gave Kayden the dirtiest look, and the next thing I saw was the crowd part and Mr Blake walk over to us. He gave me a sympathetic smile, and asked the three of us; Kayden, Kennedy and Myself to come to his office. We all followed, Kennedy with his arm around me, keeping me away from Kayden, and Kayden holding his nose, trying to stop the blood from rushing out.

Once he got it to stop, he started walking towards me, but Kennedy was to occupied with his hone to realise, and the next thing I knew, I was being ripped from Kennedy’s arms, and I felt wet lips on my, and someone trying to force their tongue down my throat. I pushed him as hard as I could, and wiped my lips. When I removed my hand from my face, I saw the colour of crimson and screamed.

Kennedy looked straight at me, and caught me as I fainted, knowing my fear of blood. The last thing I heard before I completely blacked out was Kennedy yelling something about Kayden being a fucking heartless bastard.

Author’s Note; Heey my little sexies. Ohkay, so not such a long chappie, I know. But I thought that that was a good way to end it. Anything else would have been too much. Lemme know what you think yeah?

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