Between The Lines

Chapter 83: 'The heart was made to be broken'

Rebecca's POV (1st Person):

I was walking home from school, my backpack slung over one shoulder, lost in my thoughts about the upcoming assignments and how to avoid Mr. Montgomery's intense gaze in class. Just as I rounded the corner, I saw a familiar car parked at the front of the school. My heart skipped a beat when I realized it was Lane's car. My pace slowed, curiosity piqued.

And then I saw her. Karen. Sitting in the passenger seat, laughing and talking with Lane. I narrowed my eyes, my mind racing. I thought he wasn't seeing her anymore, especially after they left camp. What is she up to? I ducked behind a bush, feeling ridiculous but needing to see more.

Karen leaned over and kissed his cheek. A surge of jealousy and anger coursed through me. Before I could see more, I got up and sprinted all the way to my house, my chest tightening with each step. I burst through the front door, tears streaming down my face.

I skipped dinner, ignored my parents' calls, and locked myself in my room. I threw myself onto my bed, sobbing into my pillow. I was just a schoolgirl. Of course, I couldn't give him everything he wanted. But I was still so mad. So mad that I couldn't think straight.

Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I fell into a restless sleep. But even in my dreams, I couldn't escape the heartache.

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I was at the school dance, dressed in a beautiful gown. Lane was there too, looking dashing in a suit. We were dancing, his hands on my waist, our eyes locked.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

But then Karen appeared, pushing me aside. She grabbed Lane and kissed him passionately. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. I was frozen, watching them together, feeling my heart shatter into pieces.

I woke up gasping, tears streaming down my face. My heart was pounding, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I clutched my chest, trying to calm down. The dream had felt so real, so vivid. I was crying, my pillow wet with tears. I hated how powerless I felt, how much it hurt to see him with her.

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Why was this happening? I couldn't understand. The anger and sadness were overwhelming. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there, crying in the dark, wishing things were different.

The next day at school, rumours started. Whispers followed me in the hallways, and I caught snippets of conversations that made my blood boil. They were talking about me and Mr. Montgomery, speculating about our relationship. I felt like I was drowning in gossip and lies.

During lunch, Oliver and Charlotte tried to cheer me up, but it was no use. I was too pissed to give a damn. I saw Lane in the staff room, and our eyes met. He looked concerned, but I couldn't face him. Not after what I'd seen.

Later that afternoon, Mr. Montgomery called me into his office.

"We haven't done anything too inappropriate," he said, trying to reassure me. "It'll be fine."

I glared at him, my anger bubbling to the surface. "There is nothing between us anyway," I snapped, storming out of the room. I heard him call after me, but I didn't stop. I couldn't.

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Lane's POV (1st Person):

I watched Rebecca storm out of the room, her words echoing in my head: "There is nothing between us anyway." I called after her, but she didn't stop. The door slammed shut behind her, leaving me in stunned silence. What just happened? What had I done wrong?