The Boy Down the Street // Blake Gray

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Steph's POV
I'm in shock right now. I can't believe that one of my best friends just called me something that I'm not, and then just expected me to forgive him in a snap. Like who does that? I should just forget about him now. But what I find really odd is that a part of me secretly kind of wanted to date him, thank god that never followed

I enter my house with my head down to try and hod my messy tear face, but it's not hidden too well since Trent rushes to me once I enter the house. "What's wrong?" Trent pulls me to the living room couch and pushes the hair off my face. "Is nothing." He doesn't believe me. "Steph, what's wrong." I end up telling him what's up anyways. How Blake mistreated me and how I feel betrayed. "That bastard" he mutters as he gets up and stomps to the door. "Trent what are you doing?" I get up and rush over to Trent. "Showing this kid that hurting you was a mistake." He slips on some flip flops and opens the door. "Trent it's not worth it." But hes doesn't hear me since he's already out the door.

Blake's POV
Steph just walked inside her house with her head practically hidden in her chest. I feel really bad about what I said to her, but I know she'll never forgive me no matter what I say or do. I feel as if she was the one who got away, and if I hadn't said those things to her we maybe could have been kissing or something right now.

I hear a slam from across the street so I look from my lap to see what the source of the sound was. It was a guy a little over six feet who looks exactly like Steph, I think it's her brother. Our eyes make contact, and he gives me the most intimidating glare I've seen. He walks down his steps and stops once he's on the sidewalk, and he's still glaring at me. "You!" He points right at me and signals for me to come towards him. I'm about to get beaten up pretty badly.

We meet right on the middle of the road. Since cars rarely travel down our street we just stay face to face on the road. He completely hovers over me since he has a few inches on me, and I feel sick to my stomach.

"You're the kid who said some mean shit to my sister's face." I quietly gulp, but it's loud enough for him to hear or. "Look kid, I'm not gonna hurt you so get that scared look off your face." I quickly change my expression so it's neutral.

"Why won't you hurt me? I deserve to get beaten up. I was a dick to your sister and now she's in tears." His glare turns into a straight face. "As much as I want to hurt you, I won't for two reasons. One-violence would only make the situation worse as it would not solve anything. And two-I'm not a violent kid and I don't want to fuck up both of our reputations."

"Then why are you here." I hurt his sister, why would he just come to chat with me? "I'm here to say some things." Like what? "You don't seem like a bad kid but what you did was wrong, really wrong. She's only been home for thirty minute and I can already see changes in her. She's been hurt by many other people before; trash talked and punched and whatnot. But that was by complete strangers. But to be emotionally hurt by one of her good friends? That's something new for her. It was also completely uncalled for, which made it even more painful for her. The worst thing is, I think she wanted to ask you out or something, because she had the biggest crush on you." I know he's not done talking, but that last bit priced me right in the stomach. We would have gone on a date. We could have dated.

"But since you had one bad fuck up, it's all ruined. She'll eventually forgive you, but it won't be for a while. All I can say is that if you really want your little relationship back, you better find a way to get her to forgive you." He proceeds to walk away. "I don't think she'll ever forgive me." He looks back at me.

"Don't worry Blake. She likes you too much to let you go."