A Different Kind of Love

Chapter 32

Evelyn's P.O.V

It has been a week since that day. Since then, I haven't been feeling right. How could I?

I ignored Blake's calls and texts the first couple of days. He got the message, and hasn't tried to contact me since. Not even in school. I barely spared a glance in his direction. I didn't want to be reminded of what he did. I already hated the fact that I was always thinking of him.

I felt sad, and hurt. But, I didn't want him to know that, or anyone for that matter. It was so much easier for everyone to think I was okay when I really wasn't.

"He keeps looking over here at you." Lily told me at lunch. I shrugged my shoulders and took a bite of my salad.

I really wish he would stop looking at me. Didn't he know that it's a constant reminder of what used to be... us?

"Let him look then." I said, nonchalantly. I wasn't going to look back at him. I was too afraid that I would get lost in his eyes that I loved so much.

I felt an ache in my chest. I love him, and he kisses another girl when I'm not in town?

I could feel tears prick the back of my eyes. I couldn't cry. Crying meant that I was weak. I didn't want him to see me cry.

"Maybe you should try and talk to him..." I glanced up at my best friend. Wasn't she supposed to be on my side?

"Lily. He kissed another girl. He forgot all about me while I was always thinking about him. I-" My voice cracked, and I couldn't finish my sentence. My throat was tight, and I was doing everything I could not to let the tears fall. It seemed like being strong was so difficult to do.

"Excuse me." I said to my friends. I got up to leave the table, my appetite was already lost. I didn't think I could sit through the whole lunch period after what Lily said. She wouldn't understand. She still had her boyfriend. She was still happy. She wasn't trying not to break down in front of everyone.

As soon as I got to the bathroom, I let the tears fall. Luckily, no one else was in there. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

It didn't help.

I ended up trying not to let out a sob. It was already bad enough that I was crying in the school bathroom, I didn't need someone to hear.

I glanced up in the mirror. My eyes looked blotchy and red. My cheeks looked puffy. Thank God I hadn't bothered to put any makeup on. I would look ten times worse.

I walked into one of bathroom stalls, needing to grab toilet paper so I could wipe away my tears. I was such a wimp. I mean, only a wimpy person would run into the bathroom to cry.

As soon as I entered the stall, I heard the door to the bathroom open. I quickly shut the stall door so no one would see me.

"Ugh, I feel so bad for her," I recognized the voice instantly. "I mean, no one expected their relationship to even last that long."

 I peeked through the crack to see Kelsey and Abby reapplying their lip gloss. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I really hope they wouldn't notice someone else in the bathroom with them.

"And the worst part of it is," Abby started, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Is that he kissed a junior. She's an underclassmen." It didn't take a genius to figure out that they were talking about Blake and I.

I suddenly felt sick. How could they talk about it so carelessly without even checking to see if someone was in the bathroom?

"Oh God. Blake looks so miserable without her. It's like all the life has been sucked out of him."