chapter eleven.

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JEALOUS, A CHRIS STURNIOLO FIC.   

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

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Chris's p.o.v

Matt practically drags me into one of the bedrooms of the house. We're in his room, the one he called dibs on. There's not enough rooms in the house so Naelani will sleep... here.

My anger is back.

She's here. Naelani is here.

What the hell is she doing here? Did she set up some elaborate plan to ghost me and then rub it in my face?

No. She's not like that.

Being here for her is probably one big anxiety trigger. And I made it worst..

I don't care. I don't.

"What the hell is your problem?" Matt asks, he's pissed off. I haven't seen him upset lately, only happy. And now I know why. Because of her. I knew it was because of a girl I just didn't know it was because of my girl. My girl.. she's not mine.

What's her deal? Maybe she knew who I was all along and lied.

"I don't have one." I snapped at him.

"Yeah it seems like you do. I just don't understand why my girlfriend has anything to do with it?" He said, mad and confused. Honestly I didn't mean for him to hear what I said to Lani I just didn't see a point in pretending not to be upset.

She hurt me.

But I wasn't going to say that.

I've been invisible to them this whole time and now Matt wants to speak to me. Because of his girlfriend. Typical.

"Matt you're seriously bringing a stranger in the house." She's not a stranger to me, "Did you pay her to do this? To come here with you?" I ask him and his eyes go wide, he looks pissed that I would even suggest that.

"There's no way.. why would you ask me that? Do you think that just because whatever happened between you and that girl you can act any kind of way? You're being a dickhead. You need to apologize to Naelani." Matt demanded, standing in front of me enraged.

My whole body goes into shock and I feel like I'm frozen, standing there while he throws insults. I can feel it, I feel weak and pathetic... the same way she made me feel.

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