Completely and Utterly Broken

Chapter Twenty-Six

Anthony's POV

It's been almost a month since the last time I seen Zoe. Face-to-Face anyway. As well, its been almost been a month since she started dating that stupid jock... Alex? Adam? Arron? Aden?..... Andrew! Since she started dating Andrew. And everyday when I see them together, it just breaks my heart a little. Or just gets me really mad. But either way... I don't understand. I mean, I barely know her. She shouldn't be on mind this much. I never feel this way. When I first met her, she was just interesting and innocent. And I want to show her some fun, and just to be friends. I never excepted to like her, have feelings for her. When I barely know her. I don't know her at all.

And honestly, I don't like anyone. 'Cause I'm a loner, I have no friends, and I never had a girlfriend before. And I'm especially not romantic. Now, I'm not proud of this since I met her. But I'm a player. I mean, I never thought of myself like that before I met her. But now that I think of it, I'm a player. When I went parties, I remember hooking up with a girl and leaving. And always avoiding them at school. And I realized how much girls stare at me in the hallways now. Its like they just want to come at me, and do things that I'd definitely, probably enjoy. But Zoe just messed up my mind.

And its been a living hell that I can't just go up to her, I simply can't talk to her. And I see her and Andrew in the hallways. Holding her hand, kissing her cheek, and her blushing when he does, or her laughing or even smiling. And I think that that should be me. Making her laugh and smile, or holding her hand, and giving her kisses on her cheek. And see the sight of her blush up close, and I think its just not fair. I'm the one that should be making her happy. Before I bet she didn't even pay attention to the people around her, just like me. But it's not like I even noticed her before I met her, which kills me to say, but I know it's true.

Then I think that maybe this is good for her. Andrew makes her happy. And maybe, unlike me, he noticed her before I ever did. He might of liked her ever before they met. And that I wouldn't be good for her. Because I just think that she deserves to be happy. But its so god damn hard. 'Cause even if, and I admit this, I'm a shit of a person, 'cause I've done bad things in my life before her. That I deserve her. Then I just say I don't. I'll never deserve her. 'Cause I can never make her happy as easily as Andrew can make her. 'Cause I may have a big house, but I remember its not mine. Its my parents, even if they are dead. I'm not the one who pays the bills, Max does. I don't do shit. But I'm a selfish person and I think I want her and that I'm going to get her. And just when I get the courage to get her, make it a public thing and make a scene. I see them at her locker or the hallways, holding hands, smiling at each other. They look happy, and I don't want to ruin that for her. And when I turn around and walk away. My heart just breaks with each step. And it takes every will power in me not to run back to her and take her in my arms.

And I'm not proud to say this either, but I've tried to forget her by going to girl to girl. But it doesn't work. Then I try to distract myself with something, anything. I got a job at some place that sells pizza. I volunteer at construction, which seems so ridiculous now, but it helped. I avoided seeing both of them at school, which was really hard to do. And just when I think I'm getting there, boom! I somehow see them and it just comes racing back. And it bumps me back down to how I was before.

And today, it already started off terrible. I woke up late, so that made me late to first period. Which got me a detention. Then I got in a fight with some asshole jock, in which I forgot why. But he did get pretty good shots in though, he's worst of course. But I have a black eye and a bruise on my stomach and on my shoulder, which hurts like shit. Which brings me to right now. And whats about to happen.

I was sitting in the principal's office, with him yelling out me for what I did. And, of course, I wasn't paying attention. "Mr. Price!"the principal slaps his fist on his desk.