The Story Of Us

The Story Of Us | Chapter Seven

You know what I hate the most? Interference.

Aka: Victoria Bailey.

She and Aston have history, a lot of it. It irked the shit out of me, I felt like crying and beating the shit out of her all at once.

"Aston! You're just like I remember!" She yelled, laughing and touching his arm.

Victoria just moved here,  her father is a movie producer which means, Victoria is beautiful, rich and has had her eyes on Aston since they were young. That's something that I would never have with him, but it wasn't as if I was going to have a future with him either. Aston and I had been friends for a month, why am I overreacting?

"I really really hate her." I said, Ver nodded her head and looked snottily at her. I'm very childish when it comes to my friends liking people that I don't like, which is why I love Ver with all my heart. We like and we hate the same people.

"She's so fake." Ver muttered, looking at her with disgust.

"I wanna cry." I muttered truthfully, looking at her and Aston laughing happily with each other. I finally felt my ear well up with tears until one fell down my cheek, leaving a hot trail. It's been a while since I've cried.

"You really started to like him, didn't you?" Ver asked, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pulling my head onto hers.

"Unfortunately." I said.

"Incoming. Cold shoulder? Or act normal?" Ver asked in a rushed voice.

"Cold shoulder." I said without thinking.

"Penelope? Are you alright?" Aston's voice asked. I clenched my jaw and looked up at him, sending him a glare. Victoria was perched on his arm like the annoying fucking parrot she is. Bitch.

"Did I do something?" He asked, frowning. I ignored him and clenched my fists, digging my head deeper in Ver's shoulders. I looked up to see her glaring the daylights out of him. I love her.

"Penelope? Why are you crying?" He asked, still not giving up, I sighed and turned around in the grass, Ver did the same we didn't look back until we knew he was gone. But he wasn't, neither was the bitch.

Aston finally walked in front of us and sat down. "I'm not leaving until you tell me why you were crying." He said, Victoria immediately sat down next to him and looked at Ver and I with disgust.

"Aston I don't th-" she started.

"Shut the fuck up." I said towards her. Then looked at Aston. "We'll leave then." I spat, grabbing Ver's hand and pulling her up with me.

"Stupid fucking bitch ass whore slut, I'm going to kick the fucking piss out of the stupid slore." I growled, jumping into my car.

"I can't leave, P. I'm grounded for maxing out my credit card..." She muttered sadly.

"Alright... Just don't talk to him, please? I'm begging you." I said, looking at her with pleading eyes. She leaned into my car and wiped a year off of my chin.

"Of course. Why would I? He's going to have that stupid whore stuck up his dick all day anyways so, wouldn't even think of it." She smiled.

"Love you." I smiled.

"Love you too, babe." She grinned, closing the door, I backed out and went home, going into Casey's room.

"What's wrong sissy?" She asked, she pulled me down into the floor and sat in my lap, looking up at me with her big brown eyes.

"Nothing, baby. What are you doing?" I asked, smiling.

"Playing. Can we go eat? I haven't ate all day." She said, her stomach growling.