It wasn't me.

Part 10

POV Darian

(Two weeks after the dinner)

"How'd you do on your test?" Blake asks me after a few minutes of silence. I'm hanging out at his house again, and we have been trying to decide on what to watch. I'm currently sitting on his lap, waiting for him to pick something.

"Ugh I did awful. I got a 47%." He stops his continuous scrolling on Netflix and stares at me.

"How in the actual world did you get a 47% science? You love science." That's true. It's my favorite class. But my head just wasn't in it. All I could think about was Maddie. She's moving, and I'm never going to see her again. She's fucking awful for what she did to us, but I that doesn't mean I want her to leave.

"So how's living with Gabriel? And where even is he?" I ask changing the subject, thinking about Maddie made me think about Gabriel. And I haven't actually seen him since everything happened, somehow.

"He's great. He usually spends all day in his room, but we hangout down here a lot. He starts at our school in two days. Apparently his start date got pushed back for some stupid reasons, but he officially starts at our school in two days. And nice changing the subject, but don't think I don't know why you failed." I smile at him and kiss him on the cheek.

"Doesn't matter. And where is he?" I ask again.

"He's upstairs, I can go get him if you'd like?" He offers.

"Would you? I haven't seen him since everything happened somehow, and I really want to see how he's doing." He gives me a quick kiss on the lips and then lifts me up to put me on the couch. "I'll be right back."

      As I wait I decide to go on my phone, which has not stopped vibrating for the past hour. It's fucking annoying. I go on Instagram and find 50 fucking dms. I click on the first one and my heart drops. I quickly look at the rest and they're all talking about the same thing. How- when... Madeline.

     "Hey Darian." Gabriel greets when he gets downstairs with Blake. I don't answer back though, I continue looking at the messages.  There's a video too and it proves what was said. I've been tagged in it so many fucking times.

        "Darian?" Gabriel asks confused. "What's wrong?"

        "Madeline- she-" I don't get the sentence. I burst into tears. How could she do  this to us? She promised.

        "Woah hey what did she do, baby?" Gabriel sits next to me on the right, and Blake sits on my left.

      "Have neither of you been on your phones!? Look at Instagram!" I sob. She ruined my fucking life. She promise she wouldn't do this, and then what does she do? She does it! First she spreads rumors about Blake, now this? Oh my uncle is going to be so mad.

       "What the fuck. Why would she do this!? I thought she said she wouldn't! Fuck! What did she just do?" Gabriel exclaims. "Holy fuck if my dad finds out he's going to fucking kill me."

      "You're not even dating us Gabriel. Why the shit would she say you were!? And why would she even post about me and Darian? And where in the fucking hell did she get those pictures!?" She posted us. She posted me and Blake kissing each other and sitting on each other's laps. Then she posted me, Blake, and Gabriel hugging on that night he came over bloody and beat up from his father.

       "Why?!" Gabriel cries out. "My dad's going to fucking kill me. Why would she do this?!"

        "I... I don't know. She told me she wouldn't. She promised!" For Blake it doesn't matter all too much, other than the school thing but I doubt they'll give a shit. But me and Gabriel? We actually have a reason. An awful reason.