Haunted

t h e p i c t u r e s

✫ ༒ Joey ༒ ✫

"Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason"

"Are you really still on about that party?" I sighed, walking through the doors of BCS. "It's been like a week."

"Yes, lad, I am," Alec shot back. "The girls were rides, the drink was amazing and the sausage rolls were delicious!"

"Maybe you should consider transferring to Tommen." I rolled my eyes, yanking open my locker. "You might fit in with those posh rugby heads."

"Is someone jealous?" Alec teased.

"Definitely not."

I didn't want to talk about the party. Gabby and I had argued there and we hadn't spoken since. I had a weird feeling in my stomach—something that resembled guilt.

"Who is that?" A voice gasped from down the hall.

There was a small crowd of students crowded around a locker, all gasping and whispering. I ignored the crowd, choosing to head to class for once in my life.

"What are they staring at?" Podge asked, looking to the crowd.

"Who cares?" I shrugged, moving to pass the crowd.

"Is that Gabriella?" A voice laughed, and I froze in place.

I knew Podge and Alec were looking at me with pleas to leave it, but I didn't care. I shoved through the crowd, until my eyes landed on what everyone was staring at.

And fuck, when I saw it, my heart cracked clean in my chest. About ten or so students were crowded around pictures of my ex girlfriend—my very naked ex girlfriend.

"The fuck are you all looking at?" I hissed, glaring at the crowd. "Which one of ye pricks put these up?" I tore them down, feeling panic rise in my chest.

A smirk rose on Tommy Bakers face, and that's when I lost it. I dove at him, fists balled and an anger so strong it was lethal.

My fists began an assault on him. Blood was splattering, bones were crunching and all I could think about was her.

Was this why she transferred?
Did she know about these pictures?
How did they end up here?

My heart was racing at a concerning pace, all due to my worry surrounding Gabby. I didn't want her to know about this, I didn't want her to be hurt.

𖤣𖥧𖡼𖤣𖥧 Gabriella 𖤣𖥧𖡼𖤣𖥧

"He's so sweet." Aoife grinned, chatting about some rugby lad from Tommen. "And so fucking sexy, not to mention an amazing ride."

"Let's hear more about that last part," Casey waggled her brows.

"He's so good at—" Aoife's voice trailed off, her eyes widening when she looked to the end of the hall.

My gaze followed hers, landing on Joey who was beating the shit out of some random lad. A crowd was surrounding them, all various stages of interested.