Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 42: I'm In the Business of Misery

*~(The title of this chapter is from Misery Business by Paramore)~*

*~Sky's P.O.V.~*

I stayed home from school the day after my detention. Pete stayed home too, but Frank and Jamia went to school. It was all part of the plan. I wanted Gerard to see that Pete and I weren't at school. I wanted him to assume we stayed home together.

I was in my pajamas, and I was watching Adventure Time. Gerard's probably all jealous, and I'm just at home watching cartoons. Good.

I texted Jamia and Frank occasionally when they were in between classes, but I mostly texted Pete, with occasional texts from Mikey, Ray or Kristin. Those three weren't in on the plan, because they probably wouldn't approve if it. Mikey wouldn't approve of me hurting his brother, and Ray wouldn't approve of me hurting his best friend. Kristin wouldn't approve, because she's just too nice for revenge.

It was kind of lonely without Gerard to text, but who cares, right? I really don't need him. I'm not even lying this time.

I giggled at Adventure Time, and I stuffed my face full of food. I tried not to think about Gerard at all, but he somehow kept working his way into my mind. There were certain parts of Adventure Time that would remind me of him. Just small things, like things I thought he might find funny, or things that sounded like something he'd say. Lemongrab always reminded me of Gerard. Lemongrab was his favorite character. He'd cuddle with me and watch Adventure Time whenever I wasn't feeling well, whether I was sick or just having cramps, so he became pretty familiar with the show.

I missed cuddling with him when I didn't feel good. He'd take really good care of me. He'd rub my belly or back if it was hurting, and he'd always manage to make me feel better. He'd feed me sweets whenever I needed it, and he'd always compliment me and comfort me if I was feeling sad. He'd kiss my forehead a lot, and he'd let me sleep on him all day if I needed to.

I groaned and shook my head in an attempt to shake the thoughts away. I'm not supposed to miss him, I'm supposed to be mad at him.

But how can I be mad at somebody who was always there to cheer me up? He's seen me at my best, and he's definitely seen me at my worst. He took me in after my parents died. I basically forced him to come to their funeral, but he didn't complain once.

And it's the same for him. I've seen him at his best, and I've seen him at his worst. We made a good pair. I loved him.

But then he tore my fucking heart out.

He didn't tell me about his past, he left for New Jersey while I was in the hospital. He fucking cheated on me while he was in New Jersey! While I was injured and trying so hard to remember him, he was busy fucking another woman!

And that was ages ago, so I could have gotten over that, but he dumped me after I finally took his sorry ass back!

It's all his fault. It's not my fault at all, right?

Nobody is to blame but Gerard. I have a right to get revenge.

He's gonna pay for all of the shit he put me through.

I want to make his life miserable.