3 days....
3 fucking days!
Well I should be happy....infact I should be over the moon that Luca hadn't bothered me for 3days but I didn't feel like that.
I felt like a wet dog.
3days...no texts...no confrontations...no nothing.
To think after practically saving a guy's life he would be trying to pay back the favour but Nooooo.....he decides to ignore me...like I don't even exist.
Fine whatever.
Its not like I care anyways.Its not like when i see him laughing with other guys in the hallways I dont get a painful squeeze in my chest....might be the disgust from seeing his ugly face.
And its not like I now hate talking to everyone else just because him and i aren't fighting about anything.
It's not like that at all.
I hate him!I'm happy he's staying away from me!
I'm happy.
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............who am I fooling?
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"You know you can just go talk to him right?"
"What?"
"I mean you don't have to keep torturing yourself like this...I've been watching you all week and you've done nothing but sulk which is just making me depressed and I don't even know what the deal is...but since you've been staring at Luca like a heart sick puppy...I've come to believe the reason why you're like this is because of him.... just go talk to him already......I want my life back!"
"I.....I...I dont know wha-...what you're talking about Sam ..I'm perfectly fine..you're just making things up because I dont find your jokes funny anymore " I lamely defended
"Yeah whatever....I've said my peace...
Find me when you've grown some balls...I'm going to look for a reason to not push you off a bridge...so dont look for me unless you start acting like I shouldn't push you off a bridge"And just like that she stood up and left me sitting alone.
So much for friendship.
I wonder why she's overreacting....just because I dont feel like talking it she has somehow come up to the conclusion that it has something to do with Luca.Pshhhttt....her loss.
If only I could spend a day without hearing his name, seeing him or even thinking about him because suddenly everywhere I go he's there....either 15 rows in front of me in class.... at the far end of the cafeteria....surrounded by groupies or his friends..or just walking randomly around the school...I always manage to spot him.
Intentionally or unintentionally... I dont know.
But my gaze just happens to catch his frame everywhere I go and it annoys the shit out of me.............
I was still sitting where Sam had left me ,silently brooding when I senced someone take her place in front of me.
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I Blame You
Romance"LET ---ME ---GO" I gritted as I tried to pry off the hold he had on my throat. "Do you really want me too... " he laughed "....your dick says otherwise " And feeling pure confusion I gazed downwards and to my utter surprise I was semi hard. A huge...