Adopted By the Griers'

Chapter 41

Bree's p.o.v.

I get to school and surprisingly Jack is already here but he had a sorry look on his face.

"Hey Jack, everything okay?" I say.

"No. We need to talk. It's about Brooke." He says.

"What happened?"

"At her party, when I left the game to go to the bathroom, she pulled me off to the side and kissed me." He tells me.

"What? What did you just say?" I say in shock.

"Bree. She kissed me. As soon as her lips touched mine I pushed her away." He explains.

I space out, I start getting flashbacks. "No no, what the fuck did I do?" I say to myself.

"Bree? What do you mean?" He asked.

"We didn't stop talking because my parents died. We stopped talking because she would always do this to me. She's always been a backstabbing bitch. I can't believe I didn't remember the other night." I say.

"Wha-what are you talking about?"

"Nothing. I have to go find her." I grab my bag off my car and run to the building.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Jack yells after me.

"I'LL CATCH UP WITH YOU LATER." I yell back but he runs after me to catch up.

"What are you doing."

"I'm going to find her so I can talk to her." I say.

I see Brooke at her locker and Jack and I walk up to her. "Hey." She says to me.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You kissed my fucking boyfriend like you did to every single one I've ever had."

"Oh yeah, riiight. But it's not my fucking fault all of them like me more than you." She said.

"They only liked you because you fucking slut and you would do any fucking thing they wanted." I said.

"Because I gave them everything you wouldn't give them."

"What? Sex?! Yeah I'm sorry I'm not a fucking hoe like you." I said raising my voice a little.

"Yeah whatever."

"Yeah whatever. Just stay the fuck away from me, my friends, and my boyfriend." I tell her.

"Wait why? I thought we were friends?" She asked.

"Friends? Not even close. You always do this to me. We stopped talking because of it, we will stop again." I say.

"But you never cared about me doing it." She says.

"No. I didn't care because I didn't know. You-"

"I'm sorry!" She yells.

"Sorry you did it? Or sorry you got caught?" I yell back.

"I don't know both I guess."

I scoff, "ohh both. Bitch just stay the hell away from me. Don't talk to me, hell don't even think about me. I'm done with your bullshit. And I actually almost trusted you."

"Oh come one Bree, we've been best friends since we were 3."

"Best friends don't betray each other. I've been stabbed in the back before, but people I thought were my friends. But you were actually my friend, for 12 years, and even you stabbed me in the back. I'm done Brooke." I turn around and walk away.