I TAKE IT BACK

jealousy

there's a silence and then the speaker crackles once more.nate stumbles inside the classroom with red teary eyes and bed head.she frown and interlock eyes with him.he bows his head stepping cautiously across the tile towards you.he sniffles as a tear parts from his closed eyelids.he collapses in the seat beside you staring at his fingers.you shake him softly lifting his chin up rubbing away his tears with your thumb.he shakes your hand off with a small grumble.you nod softly hanging your head low.josh scoffs staring at nate.you poke josh's cheeks giggling softly.josh lays his head back down shivering at the cold wooden desk.you stare at his cheekbones trailing your eyes down to his clinched fists.you play with his fists as he growls.you try to hold his cold hands in yours failing miserably as he tightens his fists.pouting softly you stare at nates wondering eyes.there directed towards...you.you stare into his hazel eyes blushing."yeas" you mumble.he mumbles something not audible and shifts his skinny body to the left.nate stares at you as a hint of pink crosses his cheeks.josh takes your hand smashing his lips against yours moving his tongue inside your mouth pulling your hair softly.shoving him off  with a glare you glance at nates teary eyes staring at you.holding nate in your arms you shrug off josh's glare.nate wipes his eyes softly sniffling.he glances towards the door bolting.bowing your head you slump your shoulders stepping outside the class.the bell echos softly.josh scoffs running his finger tips through your hair.holding your body up he takes you to the car.he stares at you leaning his head against the steering wheel.you face towards the window scoffing as your breath fogs the glass.your hot tears stringing your cheeks.he places his hand on your back as you flinch.you shrug him off getting out.josh looks semi hurt as you dash across the street...maybe getting hit wouldn't be that bad of an idea.the car in front of you serves to the left barely missing you.you tremble as you keep your pace.the front door is cracked slightly empty beer bottles sprawled across the entry and hallway.fear traces your eyes as you step inside.racing towards your room you slide under the bed.you sling your blade across your wrist tears forming on your cheeks.you head hits the cold wooden floor boards as you Drift away into sleep.