THE ONLY EXCEPTION (BOYXBOY)

Chapter Twenty Seven: DKL

Declan’s POV:

After a few days of self-pity and hiding I was ready to face my fears. I couldn’t hold up in my room until graduation no matter what my parents said. I wasn’t gonna let him force me from my school. I wasn’t going to let him rule my life. Fuck him. I was the best thing that ever happened to him. It’s his lost. I not gonna dwell on him because he isn’t worth my fucking time. If you haven’t noticed I’m not using his name. I refuse to let such trash pass my lips. I stood in my mirror and stared at my reflection. Thanks to Ginger I could hide my sadness underneath a light dusting of foundation. I didn’t want him to see what he’d done to me. I was taking the ‘I don’t care about you any more’ road and you couldn’t take that road with your eyes red rimmed and your nose the color of a freakin’ plum. Thanks to my dad I didn’t have to take Mrs. Zune’s class anymore.

Because of all my credits I was able to leave right after fourth period. With everything that’s happened to me the administration was willing to let me slide with it. It didn’t hurt that I was a fucking straight ‘A’ student. When I got to soccer practice Coach told us that the game Todd tried to kill me did in fact count. Since we had scored and they didn’t we won by default. I didn’t want to win by default but I would take it. We celebrated at pizzeria Bradley’s folks owned. When it was time to get to the garage I headed on over and got to work. Even though they claimed not to be watching me I could feel my dad and McClane’s stares on me. Did they think I was gonna break down in tears at the desk while inputting invoices or something? I would be damned it I’d let another tear fall. He wasn’t worth my time… remember?

I was listening to a mix cd Laurie had made for me filled with nothing but female angst and male bashing lyrics. It was awesome. At the moment I was banging my head to Lesley Roy’s ‘I’m gone, I’m going’ when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. Slipping it free I flipped it open to see an unknown name on the screen. It was a picture text attached to the number. Opening it I read through the message.

                ‘He’s mine.’ Scrolling down there was a picture of him and Katlin half-naked making out. I felt all my skillfully crafted confidence and hate for him disappear in that moment. I sat there until McClane came in asking about a part order some time ago. It took me a minute to get back into reality. After finding the part I pretended to go back to work but I couldn’t.

                ‘How in the hell did she know?’ It was all I could think about. There was no way in hell he told her about us. How did she know sending me that would make the ache in my chest return with a vengeance. After twenty minutes of me staring off into space dad told McClane to take me home. I tried to convince him I didn’t need to leave but he wouldn’t have it any other way. The ride was silent except for the constant beeps alerting me I’d received another text. I didn’t bother opening them.  One after another I deleted them. I could see McClane was trying his best not to ask about it but he was dying to know what hell was going on. Fortunately his will power won out and I made it to my room without having to play twenty questions. It was like clockwork every ten minutes another text would arrive. Finally I couldn’t take it no more and turned my phone off.

Katlin’s POV:

I sat on the bed and scrolled through my phone making sure I found all the good pictures I needed to send Declan. I demanded that Micah didn’t have any contact with him what so ever… I didn’t say I’d keep my distance from him. I was planning on making his life miserable as hell. There was no way I was going to let another guy steal my boyfriend away from me. I would be damned if I let that little faggot win. After sending my last text I tossed my phone aside and went into my closet. There hanging in plastic covering was my newly delivered gown.  With that done I could focus on the more important matters. Prom was a week away. I’d been campaigning like a mad woman. I was determined to win that crown. It was my destiny to become the prom queen and with Micah by my side I would be unstoppable. All I had to do was hold on for a few more days. I could do this.