Chance
I can't stop thinking about last night with Ruth, so far that's the closest thing I've seen to her feeling something.
But what did she feel? Pity? Sadness? Happiness? I don't picture her as that sadistic.
I know what I was feeling
Ingruigness?
That's not a fùcking word.
See what she's making me do?
I don't know what to do about Stacy.
I haven't really thought about her ever since what happened.
And I know for sure I don't want to break up with her... as I said, I love her.
But... these days, I feel like those feelings are fading. Like, it's so damaged that it's literally falling apart.
I care about Ruth, I care about her a lot. I don't know why, she's never said a word to me. She hardly looks at me and last time we talked I shouted at her. Maybe I should apologise. I really want her to be okay, I mean - she means a lot to me for some reason. Not in the lovey kind of way, in the she's-my-responsobilty kind of way.
At least I think not in the lovey kind of way.
Did I literally just say the L word?
With a y at the end?
She's just my roommate and I'm saying all this stuff, god - I really need some bro time.
I know I don't love Ruth for sure, it's too early to tell.
Ruth
Riley thinks we need more girl time and she wants to come over...
Fùck
I don't exactly say no so when Chance comes to pick me up she gets in the car as well.
Everyone at school's heard that Stacy and her boyfriend basically broke up but Stacy made it seem like she broke up with him.
That's a load of shit.
And trust me, my grandma's kitty litter basket for her kittens is full of less shit than that lie.
Riley heard the rumour as well and she probably liked Chance or something before because for the whole ride home Riley unbuttones her shirt a bit and keeps twisting her hair around her finger.
Riley has a very curvious body and she's beyond beautiful, she isn't overweight or anything - all the junk's in the right place for her.
I look down at my body, nothing.
I don't have big boobs or a curvious physique. I'm just plain Jane.
We arrive at the apartment and Riley walks uncomfortably close to Chance, I walk behind them mentally raising my eyebrow. Chance keeps on looking behind him at me and whenever Riley says something to impress him he makes a funny face at me.
Upstairs Riley and Chance sit on the sofa and Riley says she'll be in my room in a minute. More like an hour.
I wait in my room for a while.
Chance
Ruth's friend is a piece of work, the first time I met her she seemed cool. But I guess now she knows about me and Stacy.
To be honest, she's acting kind of desperate.
I leave her be until she starts cuddling up to me on the couch.
"Listen, Riley, I'm very flattered and all but I kinda got my eye on someone else." I push her away as politely as I can
"Oh..." She awkwardly buttons her shirt up and sits back. "Stacy?"
I don't think about my words when I answer, I just want her to go to Ruth already
"No, not Stacy anymore. Someone else." I was surprised to hear myself say that but I didn't change my reply
"Ruth, I knew it." She grins like the Cheshire cat and claps her hands together
I don't answer because I know it's probably true.
At that second Ruth walks into the room and stops when she sees us both staring at her.
Riley turns to me then to wink at Ruth and they go to her room, leaving me blushing like an idiot.
Ruth
For the whole time, Riley's looking at me as if I've got a bug on my nose and I don't even know. I feel my face, just in case.
Nothing.
What's her deal?
"Hey, tomorrow's the weekend. Let's go out!" She suggests
No, that want a suggestion. That was a command.
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"So... Chance is kinda hot, don't you think?"
It's Saturday and Riley and I are at the mall browsing some shops. She's been talking about Chance all day.
But it shocked me when she said, "You two would be great together."
Is that why she was talking about him?
Does she like him or is she trying to set us up?
For the rest if the day she's talking about whether #chuth or #rance would trend more widely on twitter.
Why would it trend at all?
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Chance
On Saturday I'm with another one of my friends (Chaz) since Max isn't exactly in my good books at the moment.
He's like a miniature Dr. Phil and an expert at advice so I decide to ask him what to do about Ruth.
"Hey, can I ask you something really important?" I ask him while we're sitting in Starbucks
"Go ahead dude" he turns his body towards me which makes me more nervous than I already am.
"So, there's this girl who I think I'm starting to like. As in, like. But I don't want to like her, it would just make my life more complicated. And she's different, so it would be like walking on eggshells around her. But dude, I'm falling. And I'm falling hard." I practically tear my hair out saying that
"Well, Ruth's a nice girl I bet and if you think you really like her let it be. The heart wants what it wants, fall then. Fall so hard you crack your fùcking chest open so she can steal your heart." He sips on his iced coffee.
"First of all, I never said it's Ruth. And thanks dude. I'll just give it time, I'll accept my feelings and wait."
"Atta boy!"
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Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Wrote it on a plane 😆. And I know this is early to post but the plane landed early so I got back home at around 3pm.
Picture of Chaz on the side
Hugs and kisses xxo
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