Just a Deal

Chapter 13 ~ Broken

I got out of bed a few minutes earlier than usual to make sure I could meet up with her before she got to school. I waved goodbye to grandma, and left the house.

I went to her house, but she wasn't there. I knocked on her door, her mother answered.

Skye was already picked up by another guy.

"Thank you, have a nice day!" I said, forcing a smile as I ran after her.

"You too! Bye, Hunter!" Skye's mom called after me, but her voice sounded so distant.

I ran down her route to school, growing cold because I wasn't wearing a coat, as usual. My mind was racing, and so was my heart. I knew who she went with. She went with the same person who hacked my phone yesterday to get her number.

Antonio.

His name itself enraged me. Ever since I met him.

Every time I saw something I liked and was about to get hold of it,

Antonio always took it.

In grade school, it was my toy trains.

In middle school, my video games.

And now, the one thing I didn't want to let go of was being taken by him.

Skye.

My legs grew sore as I sprinted, but I didn't slow down. I didn't dare. I needed to reach her. I had to reach her. Because if I didn't, she'd lose all feelings for me. We'd grow distant. That was the last thing I wanted.

I managed to get to school, but there was no sign of them. Antonio nor Skye. But, I ran into someone else.

"Good morning, Hunter!" A familiar voice sang behind me. I spun around to see Charlotte, looking as happy as ever.

"Huh? What's the matter? You're sweating and you're breathing like you just finished first in a marathon..." She looked at me suspiciously.

"Where's Skye?" I immediately asked.

"What? Skye? Well, now that you mention it, I haven't seen her. Oh, wait! She called me this morning and said she'd be skipping school today, I totally forgot! But she'll be here to pick up her homework after school." Charlotte said. I felt like my world was crashing. She wouldn't even be at school that day.

And she wasn't. From the beginning of my school until the end she really wasn't. Two seats were empty all day. Antonio's, and Skye's. I kept looking at Skye's desk every five seconds, praying she'd be there when I looked back, but she wasn't. She wasn't there, and it scared the hell out of me. Not just because I didn't know if she was okay, but also because she was with Antonio.

He breaks everything.

In grade school he broke my toy train.

In middle school, my video games.

Skye was next. My worst fear was to see Skye broken. I wouldn't be able to bare it. I'd feel guilty if Antonio broke her. Because maybe if I didn't keep my eyes off her, she wouldn't have gone with Antonio. Worry struck me like a speeding car.

What if they kiss?
The thought of Skye and Antonio kissing one another disgusted me.

What if they date?
The thought of them dating disgusted me.

What if they get married? What if they have children? What if they grow old together? Despite being in the middle of fourth hour, I couldn't take my mind off anything else. Skye is mine. I want to be the only one that kisses her, the only one that dates her, the one she marries, the one she raises children with, the one she grows old with.

I want to be the one for Skye.

Hours later it was after school. I stood inside the building, waiting at the front doors for Skye. Since school ended at four I stood there. Fifteen minutes passed. Thirty. Forty-five. An hour... Two hours. My body was numb, I was hungry, and I actually had to use the bathroom very bad, but the thought of Skye coming back kept me there. Moments passed. I was ready to give up.

That was when I spotted her and him walking towards the school entrance, talking and laughing.

That was when my feelings twisted, my heart twisted. I rammed open the front doors and sped at Antonio with full force. I grabbed his collar and lifted him up off the ground. He went pale, I gritted my teeth and glared at him. I felt nothing but utter hate and betrayal. Hate and betrayal flowed through my veins. From my heart, to my fists, and the next thing I knew I punched Antonio straight in the gut. He fell back onto the dead grass of the dry winter, and grimmaced. Then, he got up and threw his own punch at me. His knuckles dug into my side, throwing me off my balance. He bruised me, badly. But I wasn't finished. I approached him and when he tried to punch me once again, I grabbed his arm. I grabbed it and twisted it until something snapped. Less than a second later he let out a horrifying wail of pain.

"You knew what you were doing, dammit!" I yelled in Antonio's face. He grabbed his fractured arm and held it to himself. He spat at me and I hardened my glare at him. I glared knives, daggers, swords, bullets at Antonio.

"As if you could ever make her happy!" Antonio snapped back.

"Shut up! I've watched you use girls left and right! The longest time you've kept a girl is a month! You think she wants to waste her time? On a guy like you? Skye deserves better!" I fired my shots. Antonio narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it and looked away, his expression pained.

I turned to Skye. She was frozen in fear. She was horrified.

"And you," I took a sharp breath, directing my attention to her.

"Loving you was my biggest mistake."

My own words shattered me but I managed to have the dignity to turn around and walk off without looking back. Looking back to see her in tears, her eyes red.

I was glad I didn't,

because if I saw how I had broken her,

I would have broken myself as well.

So I didn't dare to look back.

Not even if I wanted to.