*Charlie’s POV*
I see Riley everyday, and I know he see’s me to. I want to talk to him, but I don’t dare let myself. He’s like sweet tempting darkness, wrong no matter how bad the craving. I’ve befriended Quinn. He doesn’t know, but part of the reason why is it helps me not run back to Riley.
Quinn… I feel terrible for him. He gets beat up, bullied, and tormented more then I ever did. He used to do it to me, but never that severely. Besides-it was Riley who was the leader, the one who insisted they inflict pain on me. Quinn was just a follower..
It wasn’t fair to hold a grudge to him and have dated Riley.. Was it?
Odly enough, I had no grudge against Riley, but I felt a little angry with Tyson and Quinn still. Unlogical and unfair, I know, but it was the truth. I felt terrible for what Riley had done to them… but listening to Quinn’s problems annoyed me-he used to cause me those exact problems.
“I’m sorry, you must get sick of hearing this every day” Quinn sighed.
“Who me? Nah” I lie, smiling at him, reminding myself to keep my temper.
He tries for a smile, but faisl “No, I’m serious Charlie. You’ve been a great friend to me lately, and I think you need a break from ‘make Quinn’s life a little less sucky’ duty. I’ll text Tia, see if she’s free for lunch. Even if I have to eat with Ollie to, they can both be made miserable by my problems” he jokes.
“Are you sure?” I ask, making sure I’m not a bad person for ditching him.
“Positive” he even gives me a real smile to prove it “Maybe I’ll text Tyson…”
I throw myself at him, giving him a quick hug “Thank you!” I bark.
He grins “Your oh so welcome.” I feel bad for thinking poorly of him..
That’s when I see him. Riley stands a little away, at the end of the hall. He’s saying something to Henry-who I still occasionally talk to-but when he see’s me with me arms wrapped around Quinn, he freezes. I pretend I don’t see him and press my face into Quinn’s neck. I can see his outrage from the corner of my eye, and let me tell you, it was satisfying.
“Woah there” Quinn gasped, pulling back form our over intimate made hug. Awkward.
“S-sorry, I was just-” he’s looking over his shoulder though.
“Oh dear… your not over him?” Quinn asks. Not a conversation I want to get into.
“I.. have to go…. See you tomorrow!” I dash off like all of hell is on my trail.
“Hmph!” I grunt, falling backwards and straight onto my but. “Ouch”
“Sorry” the guys that I ran into says with a sly smile “Need some help?”
I blink. I’ve never seen this boy before? “Yes please!” I take his offered hand and he pulls me up.
He doesn’t let go though. Instead, he flips my hand over and bring the back of it to his lips, meeting my eye’s as he places a kiss. Every one walking by stares at him, murmuring quickly to each other, wondering if he knows just how much trouble he got himself into with that simple touch.
“Umm… random hallway guy…”
“Rex” he says cheerfully
“Yes, that…. Your new here, right?”
He blinks “Umm, yes? You were supposed to introduce yourself back..”
“Sorry, my name is Charlie, umm.. You probably shouldn’t do things like that”
“Like what?” he asks innocently
“Like kiss my hand…”
“I’m a gentleman, I’ll kiss any pretty boys hand” he winks.
My face over flows with color “You don’t understand, I-”
“Have a boyfriend” a voice states from behind me. Riley’s arm cricles my waist.
I shrug him off “No I don’t.. I have a possessive ex”
Rex looks from Riley to me “Well then, see you later Cutie” he smiles.
“Oh I doubt that” Riley mutters darkly “But you will be seeing me…”
We watch as Rex retreats. Poor boy. I smack Riley “Never touch me again..”
“Like this?” he growls, and suddenly I’m trapped between a locker and an angry Riley
“Hey! Stop it!” I yelp, as he kisses me hungrily. After a short moment, he pulls away.
“Charlie, I know were split up at the moment, and your mad at me, but don’t do something stupid..”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want! I don’t belong to you anymore!” I can’t remember ever having been so mad. I wasn’t this amd because he’d touched me. I’d be pissed off, but not boiling with rage. I was so angry, so undeniably outraged, because I’d loved every second of it.
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“I still can’t believe I never figured out you were gay… we went to chick flicks together” Emily moaned in embarrassment. I don’t blame her-if I had a long standing crush only to find out they didn’t like my gender, I’d be pretty humiliated myself.
“On the bright side… you forgave me” I throw a grape at her.
She smiles a little “Yeah…. Charlie?”
“Yes mam?” I ask, amusedly. The light mood dies.
“Does Quinn hate me?” she folds her arms across her stomach, holding herself together.
I don’t want to be cruel, but I don’t want to lie either “He’s your brother… he could never hate you…”
“I’d hate me” she whimpers. I see the tears coming and rush to hug her.
“No, you were just.. Freaked out” I comfort. She snorts through the pain.
“That’s one word for it… still… Tyson…”
“Is probably grateful to get out of the house” I assure her.
She shakes her head “No… he was so horrified to be leaving Quinn…”
I sigh “Yeah.. Being away form the person you love is painful..”
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Fans ~ <3 look how inspired all your wonderful comments make me! I was actually finished thease three chpaters last night, but it was like, midnight, so I figured no one would be awake to read them *Yawn* So here they are now! comment and then you get Tyson and Quinn's chapter ;)
