Bathroom (Max x Bradley) - Maxley

CHAPTER 14

Bradley looked at me with a strange look on his face, which was breaking my heart into a million pieces. I was in shock. I couldn't get the girl off of me, no matter how hard I tried. She was like a leech.

When I finally managed to get her off, she was looking at me like it was no big deal. Newsflash bitch, it is a big deal to me. Maybe I wouldn't care that much if it happened anywhere else at any other time, but I really started to care when it happened in front of Bradley. The worst thing was, he wasn't even paying any attention to us. Like I didn't matter.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I scream, not controlling my anger. "Did it help?" she only asked, as if she could kiss the gay away. I was at a loss for words. I had to clear my head before I punched his bitch and knocked off her teeth.

I got up, and without any words, I left the classroom. As I was walking past Bradley, I shot him an apologizing look. He didn't even look at me.

Because it should have been my last lesson, I left the campus and went to my dorm, not having anything else to do.

As I got in the room, PJ and his girlfriend Mocha were reading some poems. Who reads poems in their free time? Mocha noticed me first, slightly confused, and looked at the clock. "Why are you home so soon? Don't you have one more lesson to attend to?" "Well, yes, but..." I signed and sat down on the floor next to them. "There was this girl who kissed me in front of Bradley. I couldn't stay there." Mocha seemed more mad with each passing word, closing her poem book and turning to me. "What did she look like?" "I don't know, I wasn't paying attention to her. Blond curly hair, and green eyes if I remember correctly. But that's it."

This girl didn't waste another second and bolted out of the door with words: "I will find her." I was genuinely scared of her, but it wasn't enough to distract me from the events that happened minutes ago.

I lay on the ground, covering my eyes with my hands and feeling sorry for myself. "PJ, if you could only see the look on his face. So... blank and hurt and judging. Oh, PJ, I don't know if our situationship can recover." "Well, stop feeling sorry for yourself, and you can save all of this hate for tomorrow's game. We will need it," was all he said to me. What a great friend.

The rest of the day I did nothing, just laid in my bed and played video games. We went to sleep early to be prepared for the big competition.

We woke up in the morning of the competition, ready to win. All of my thoughts about Bradley were gone the moment I woke up. We got breakfast, showered, and dressed in our outfits. We took our skateboards and went to where the competition was held. We registered and got in. As we were looking around, some familiar faces came up. Tank and Bradley. They seemed to be arguing over something. So I hid behind the nearest tent and tried to listen. "You could have broken his bones! Are you out of your mind!" said Bradley, completely mad.

Tank didn't answer him, just went off. From the time he hit me, I still had a big bruise on my nose and some fading once on my sides. I heard Bradley walking towards the place I was hiding at, so I quickly left, catching up on my teammates, forgetting what I just heard.

The games began.

The first discipline was roller skating. That was Bobby's cup of tea, and he easily won it. However, I noticed that some people from the other team started having some complications. By one guy, the wheels were not spinning and by the other one, they were too slippery and he couldn't stop. But Tank was doing good on his skates, not having any problems at all. Suspicious.

The second one was a repetition from the qualification round. Skateboarding. "I got this." I was doing amazing tricks I learned just for this purpose, and everything was going fine, until the end, when my skateboard screws got loose, and my front wheels almost got them down. But I managed to stay on track and finished the routine with some amazing points. Bradley was after me, but I couldn't bring myself to watch.