Forgiving the One I Couldn't Resist

Part 8

Jogging through campus, I spot Daniel. Daniel is this weird ass motherfucker. Damon and I dont invite him to hang out with us much anymore, really only when we have parties. He's about six foot tall with dirty blond hair, and slight muscle, not enough to be considered muscular though.

I slow down to watch him. Every year he gets some poor younger girls who tend to be virgins,(and if you ask me it's probably so they can't tell he has a small shrimp dick) to fall for him and every year he breaks their hearts, it always ends in a police call or tears. I normally don't give a shit, but this time I had a bad feeling in my gut and wanted to see what the naive girl he got this year looks like.

Daniel is leaning against the wall outside the woman's bathroom, he's looking down at his phone, patiently waiting. I sit on the soft grass to stretch while I watch.

I feel my heart drop as I watch Luna walk out of the bathroom and smile at Daniel. He looks up and smiles back at her as he puts an arm around her. What the actual fuck. I watch as they walk away, having rage build inside of me, and no way to get it out, I continue with my run until I get back home. Once I get home, I instantly go to my basement and begin to hit my punching bag. The first few hits are like my normal training hits, but as I hit the bag, I think of them, walking around campus together, and my hits began to get harder and harder. I was so pissed and worked up that I didn't notice that D had come over until I felt him tap my shoulder.

I quickly turn around and meet his eyes. "I called your name like five times. What's up?" D asks confused.

"Nothing" I breathe out.

D stares at me for a moment and sits down. "Want me to grab the jar?" D asks, making a smoking motion with his fingers.

"No. Im gonna have a cig and we can grab food." I state as I head toward the steps of the basement.

I sit on the porch and light my second cigarette. From behind, the door creeks open and then shuts. D's heavy footsteps walk towards me. Then I hear a glass Clunk noise from beside me, as he sits down on my right. I look over and see my bong sitting between us, and my glass jar of weed in D's grasp.

"Before we eat?" D suggests.

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D and I are sitting at the diner across from each other. D's eyes are puffy and red and he has a plastered-on smile.

"I want French toast and bacon." D states. I nod and take a sip of my water " Oh! And fries!" He adds with the excitement of a child being told they get to go to the park instead of school. "I am paying you know. Get what you want." D says.

"No, I'll pay," I say.

D rolls his eyes and shrugs. The waitress walks over and smiles at us.

"What can I get you, boys?" Marge asks, in a sweet old lady voice.

"I'll get a chocolate milkshake, a side of fries, the french toast, and a side of bacon too"

The old lady smiles and writes in her notepad. "And for you sweetheart?"

"My usual please Margary" I smile and hand her our menus.

"A toasted turkey club, no tomato, add Swiss, on wheat bread?" She says as she peeks at me through her eyebrows.

"Yes, ma'am. You got it to a tea." I smile. Marge walks away and leaves me and Damon at the booth alone.

"I have something to tell you."

"What?" D questions, still having his dumb-ass happy-as-could-be smile on his face.

I think about what D would do if he found out about Luna and Daniel, It could ruin his career if he laid a hand on Dan. He could even get his scholarship taken away for laying a hand on someone, his rage when it comes to his family is crazy.