Self confusion

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I felt like hurling. I almost spat out all the milk from my cereal. I had regretted even clicking on Junes profile. For some reason I found myself looking through the people on her "following" list and I had found satan. I didn't use social media much and i didn't have a public account of my own. I just had a random account I'd go and view peoples profiles on.

Why in the world was she still following him? The thoughts immediately got my attention, and from that point on, they wouldn't leave.

From the minute I sat down in my first period class we were literally learning about war in another country and the only thing I could think about was June. What was wrong with me? I was definitely going to hell for this. I prayed that my mind would stop wandering in the wrong places at terrible times.

I took a deep breath and tried my best to read the paragraph we were reading in my language arts class. Yet I found myself having to read it over and over again. As I skimmed through it for the twelfth time I realized my eyes were reading it but my brain wasn't, my brain was just thinking about June and that stupid following list.

It had started with just one class but then it led to the next and the next. I even found myself not using class time to work even though I always would. I was now behind on homework because I decided to use my time to stare at a wall, wondering about what Junes preferences in a guy are. I couldn't stop.

In third hour science I couldn't focus on anything because of her mere presence. My mind started to migrate from the topic of her and her boyfriend to just her. We sit by each other in class and today I felt like I was acting more awkward than I ever had.

But last hour was probably the worst by far. Having to see her socialize and laugh at Rays stupid, bland, unfunny jokes felt like torture. When I started to feel an uneasiness in my chest I had realized something was really wrong with me. I had gone about 60% of the school day thinking about her. It wasn't in a disgusting or creepy way, it was in an obsessive and envious type way. But I wasn't envious of her. I was envious of the guy I found on her following list this morning, the guy who had moved all the way back over here to get together with her again. My mind started to think about their texts and everything, creating strange premonitions about the two. I had a bad feeling in my chest that he was going to do anything in his power to stay in her life and be something more than friends with her.

But out of all my thoughts, real concern was why I felt this way. Why was I so hung up about her and her relationship status. I knew I had found her pretty from the very beginning but I didn't think I'd actually be in love with her. And the truth was, I didn't want to be. So I didn't know how to feel.

When the bell finally rang I walked out of the class, but before I could leave, I saw June leave first. She dashed down the halls before I could catch up to her. I wondered what she was in such a hurry for.

I finally made my way outside of the school and started walking my usual path. Assuming June would have popped up behind me or something, I realized she didn't. Where was she.

I turned around and took one look back at the school, wondering where she was. Surprisingly my answer was right in front of me by then. I could feel my jaw slightly drop as I saw June talking to Lance. They were in a grassy area in front of the school with a bunch of kids walking around them.

When I saw them, I felt like all of my hours of overthinking had turned out to be true. I told myself at the end of the day that it wasn't worth thinking or worrying about, but now I realized I was far from wrong. Maybe my premonitions were right and Lance really does have a shot at being with June no matter how bad of an ex boyfriend he was.

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