Living With The Bully

8: What The Hell?

Short chapter, sorry. -Author

Riley's POV

I finished my lunch in the cafeteria. I haven't seen Blake all day. Where was he? I get up from my seat and throw away my garbage. I walked to my locker and grabbed my books for next period.

As I closed my locker door, I freeze. I see Blake and Whitney coming out of the janitor's closet. What the hell? I think to myself. Were they- No they wouldn't...or would they?

I brush the though out of my head and get to class. But during class and all say I was thinking about that scene in my head that kept replaying over and over again. In some classes tears even threatened to spill. I have my first kiss to some stupid jerk face.

After school I hung out with Vera, T, and Sean. This was the only part of the day that lightened up my mood. It was the day Vera and TJ told the Sean and I that they were official!!!

I was so happy for them and so sad for me. I sighed to myself. Why couldn't I be happy like them?

Now here I am, present day. I never spoke or seen Blake alllll week. I'm crying over sad romance movies, blowing my nose into tissues, and stuffing my face full of chocolate and candy while muttering to myself. "I'm so fat."

This was the worst week of my whole life. I was sick, feeling self conscious, depressed, and tired. I haven't had a good nights sleep in what felt like years.

Then a knock on my door stopped me from my muffling. "Hey, Riles? Can I come in?" Blake asks. I breakdown more. Mother Nature coming soon.. I think to myself.

Blake walks in and sits in the opposite side of the bed. "What's wrong?" He tries to wipe the tears and chocolate off my face but I slap his hand away. "D-don't to-ouch m-me." I stutter.

"Hey baby come here." He says gently and tries to kiss me but I push him away. "Why do you do this to me?!" I shout in frustration. "What are you talking about?" He asks.

"Blake leave! Leave this room!" I yell at him and point at the door. "Not until you tell me what's wrong." He crosses his arms. Awh he looked so cute with his arms crossed like that. No! Stop it Riley!

I wipe my tears and clean my face. "I saw you with her." I said. "Her? Who's her? Ohh her." He says. "Baby it's not what you think."

"Shut up Blake! This is like a romance novel when the guy says it's not what you think. But it's always what the girl thinks! So don't tell me that what I saw didn't make sense cause it was crystal clear." I get up and go to the bathroom and lock the door.

"Riley! I'm serious! It's not what you think! The janitors closet I can explain! I as making my way to you but then someone pulled me into there. Then when I found out it was Whitney I pushed her away. She tried kissing me but I walked out on her. Then I saw you walking away." He says.

"That doesn't explain why I didn't see you for the whole morning till lunch!" I yell. "I had a doctor's appointment! Mom scheduled it in the morning so that's why I wasn't at school." He says.

I get up and look at myself in the mirror. Ew was the first thing I thought.

I washed my face and let down my hair. I unlocked the door. Blake barges in and gives me a tight squeeze. "I'm sorry." I mumble into his shirt.

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