He's Not My Boyfriend

Chapter 9

Enemy To Frenemy?

I woke up a few hours later, my head filling much better and my body not aching anymore. I laid in the bed covered by the blanket and a towel across my forehead. Vincent had taken care of me while I slept. I sat up and wiped my eyes, setting the towel down on the dresser and looking around the room. He had cleaned up and made me toast, it was sitting next to me on a plate. I didn't know how to react. That asshole. I thought. He's really making it hard for me to continue thinking he's an asshole. I grabbed my phone off of the dresser and checked to see if Seth had texted me, but he hadn't. I had ending up falling asleep and didn't get to meet him in the breakfast hall. I felt so guilty it hurt.

I texted him and set my phone back down, waiting for a reply. I reached over and grabbed the toast, eating it and turning on the TV. Just because I hate Vincent doesn't mean I'm not going to eat this perfectly good toast. I sighed and laid back down in the bed, nothing good was coming up on TV and it was really hard to focus. Why did he help me again? I thought. What would I be doing if he hadn't? I shook my head, not wanting to think about that. I was okay and that was all that mattered. A soft knock came at my door before it opened, Seth coming in with some flowers. "Hey Katherine. Listen I'm sorry about how I acted earlier. I guess you could say I was being an ass." He said, walking over to my bed and handing me get well soon flowers.

Yes. Yes you were being an ass. I thought, setting the flowers down on my lap. "I forgive you. But how'd you know I was sick? Or whatever I am." I asked, looking up at him. He sighed and sat next to me, rubbing my thigh. "Vincent told me." He said, rolling his eyes. I laughed a little and stared at his hand, Vincent had rubbed my thigh in the same spot and for some reason it felt different. No not different. It felt wrong. I moved my leg away and got out of bed, not wanting to be touched by anyone right now. "Well I'm all better now. So you don't need to worry anymore." I said, going to the bathroom.

Seth nodded and got up, looking around the room curiously. I looked in the mirror and examined my forehead. The bruise had gone down a lot since Vincent had been treating it. I sighed and held onto my shirt, confused on how to thank him again. Geez why can't he just stop helping me? I thought, heading out the bathroom. Seth was leaning on the door of the room, playing with the lock. "So you guys must be great friends or something huh?" He asked, looking over at me. I looked at him a bit confused and shook my head, making him a bit angry. "Don't lie to me. You're either friends or dating." He said, raising his voice.

I stopped in my tracks, a bit scared now. "What the hell is your problem? I told you there is nothing going on between us! If anything he's my enemy." I shouted, holding onto the bed to balance myself. Seth growled and punched the wall. "Well sure as hell doesn't seem like it. He's always helping you out or doing something for you. That doesn't seem like an enemy to me. More like a frenemy. What I don't understand is why you have to lie to me." He said, folding his arms across his chest. I threw my hands up, surrendering to the argument. Not to him. "You know what if you think I'm lying fine. Yeah I'm lying. I'm just going to lie to my best friend about this boy that just so happened to show back up in my life when I least expected it." I said.

Seth sighed and looked at the ground. "Tell me the truth. The whole story. How do you know this guy and who is he to you?" He asked. I turned away from him and tried not to scream in frustration. "He's just a boy who I met in grade school and that I've always hated. He just so happened to get released from a boarding school he was sent to for going in the girls restroom to scare me. There is nothing between us. If we are friends I don't know. I don't want to be his friend! I just want to hate him! But that's pretty impossible when I have him over here taking care of me while I can barely walk and talk." I said, releasing all of it off of my chest. "Happy now, Seth? That's the truth. We aren't dating or anything like that."

Seth sat down on the bed and stared at his feet, taking it all in. "Well he told me that he was in love with you, so I thought by now you two have at least kissed." I stared at Seth shocked, my heart now at the very bottom of my stomach, floating there lifelessly. He told you he was in love with me?! I thought, trying not to faint. "Look, Seth. I'm not aware of this. So I'm going to be the first to say I don't see him in that way, okay?" I said, holding my shirt. Vincent is..in love with me? I thought, not able to believe what I just heard. Seth nodded and got up. "Well you can't say you guys are enemies anymore. Because he doesn't see you as one. So I guess you're frenemies now." He said, leaving out the door.