Need You Now (Watty Awards 2014)

Chapter 11

 There is another picture of Markis on the side! 

                   Jacob has been calling me countless times and frankly, its really starting to piss me off. I know i deserved it, but what he said was like a punch in the stomach. I had made love to him and he said that it never even mattered? That he felt nothing? I knew it had to be a lie but it still broke me. 

                Sitting on Chelsea's bed i heard my phone start to ring and Jacob's picture pop up on my phone. I grumble and throw it back on her couch. Yes, she has a couch in her room. Jealous? Yeah, I am too! 

"He is still trying to talk to you?" Chelsea asked  while giving me a pitty smile. God, i hate being pitied. Another reason why i never tell anyone about Mother. Markis continued to kiss her neck and to be quite honest, it was grossing me out how much they had their hands on each other. Chelsea said he was going to try and change him but i dont see how letting him put his hands on her all the time is changing him into a good boy. 

"Yeah, i just stop picking up now," I say sadly as i continue to read my magazine she gave me. 

"What happened with you two anyway? Just a few days ago ya'll were like totally in love and shit," Markis asked while kissing Chelsea again. Gross. I don't even waste my breath on him. 

"Because her mother is a total witch and found out that they did it. So she forbid her to see him anymore," Chelsea answered for me. I know i told you that i never told her why we broke up, but she finally pushed it out of me at lunch yesterday. That's why I decided not to each my lunch that day. Who can eat with your bestfriend being bossy and your heart completley empty? No one. 

"That sucks. Hey, at least you still got us!" Markis said, smiling and winking at me. I roll my eyes at him. 

"No i don't have you. I have Chelsea! Your just her gross boyfriend," I grumbled as i got up to go to the bathroom. I can't stand to be in the same room with them together. 

              I splash my face with water as i start to cry. I just want to be happy. For once in my horrible, miserable, so called life i want to be happy. I was happy, until i realized i had to let him go. I can barley even say his name anymore, it hurt. You have to get over him, Sarah! You can't let him get to you this way! My brain told me, and as I usually do i listened to it. I dried my face, looked in the mirror one more time and walked back to Chelsea's room. Yeah, not such a great idea doing that. 

             I looked away as i saw Chelsea about to go freaky with Markis. I glared at her, grabbed my stuff without looking at their naked bodies and stompled out the room. I knew she wouldn't be able to help herself. How weak.

       As i thought this, i stopped myself in my tracks and slapped myself. How could i say that when i am so much weaker than she is?!?! I'm a bitch thinking that about her. I continued to walk out of the door until i felt her hand on my wrist as i turned around to see her sad face. 

"Please don't be mad at me, Sarah," she pleaded. She had a blancket wrapped around her. I shook my head. 

"I'm not mad at you, Chelsea. I'm disappointed. I thought you were better than that," I said softly and sadly, walking out the door to my car. I know telling her that would hit her more than being mad at her. She hated those words. So did i, but i had to say it. I had to get it through her head that giving her body up to him was not going to make him love her more. Or love her at all. I highly doubted that he even cared about her as much as she cared about him. All she ever did was talk about how much she loved Markis and i bet he wouldn't give a shit if she left him. 

Srry this is so short but i will be updating soon!! LOve ya'll! <3