I'm not sure what to do honestly. The hotheaded part of me once to run up to him and slap him across the face, cuss him out and maybe, just maybe knee him in the balls.
The more dormant part of myself says that I should walk away and see if he even decides to tell me.
Decisions...decisions.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Tammy taps my shoulder.
Am I? Obviously not you idiot!
I don't want to look like an idiot if I go over there and accuse him of cheating when I don't know what we really are. It's complicated and irritating when not knowing exactly where our relationship stands if we even have one.
"Yeah, um, you guys go ahead and get some food I'm going to use the bathroom," I try to smile to ease their nerves.
"Okay..." Tammy gives me a skeptical look before walking off.
Taking a deep breath I try to not stand out and get caught as I walk towards the public restrooms.
"Bella!" Oh shit he found me.
I ignore him and fast walk towards the bathroom. How am I going to get out of this one? Maybe I'll have the girls bring me my lunch in the bathroom.
You're being ridiculous, Bella.
My subconscious seems to be going against me.
I push open the door and place my hands on the counters beside the sinks and take a deep breath.
Why am I acting so strangely?
The door suddenly bursts open, turning my head to see who would be making such a ruckus I'm shocked to see Gavin standing a few inches away from the now closed door.
"Gavin? What the hell are you doing in here? This is the girls bathroom-"
"Oh cut the bullshit, Bella, what was that out there?" He points his finger towards the door.
"What are you talking about?" I cross my arms over my chest, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Why didn't you come say hi to me or anything?" He asks like I'm stupid.
"Why were you with Chanel?" I shoot back.
Is he stupid? Trying to turn it around like I'm the bad guy when he was clearly the one with his arm around another girls waist.
"What?" Is he deaf.
"What?" I mock. "I asked why you were with Chanel, your arm around her waist?"
"Seriously, Bella?" He rolls his eyes, scratching the back of his neck.
"I'm done here," I narrow my eyes at him, attempting to walk by him and out the door.
"Bella!" He calls and grabs my wrist pulling me back to him.
"Get off me," I struggle against his grip, pushing at his chest to get some distance between us.
"Not until you listen," he gives me a pointe look.
"I already know what you're going to say," I state matter of factly.
"And what's that?" I can see him resisting the urge to smirk at my comment. I could honestly care less.
"That your sorry, you don't feel anything towards her, blah blah blah," I shake my head and smirk.
"You only got the 'I'm sorry' part right," he smirks and mine falls.
"Shut up," I snap.
"Listen, Bella, I don't know how to explain it really. I-I mean we're not really dating," he scratches the back of his neck again, looking sheepish.
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