unexpected - b.w.s

63. Cold

"Did you have sex with Tyler Gray Cooper?"

That sentence was on repeat in my mind. She said she heard it in the hallways, but didn't know whether or not it was true, but I didn't have the answer.

Ever since Katy asked it, I felt like people at the school were staring at me. Maybe I was naive, just like Bradley said I was, but he also stared at me. He just looked as bitter as ever. Cold eyes, and his mouth formed straightly in a line.

"No," I answered, because I panicked. I did wish that I knew, but I didn't.

"Then why do people say that?" Then I wouldn't have an answer. I didn't know people talked about it, I didn't even know I it was true, it could be a rumour.

As I walk down the almost empty hallway, someone suddenly pulled me into the side. I looked up, meeting with Bradley's yet again cold brown eyes. He slammed my back against the wall, a hurting feeling coming alive.

"Tell me it's not true." His voice were quiet, but in my ears it sounded like he was shouting. His body was so close to mine, almost no space between.

His hands almost squeezed the life out of my arms, and I think he noticed the expression on my face. He placed his hands either side of my shoulders on the wall, not letting me go anywhere.

"He told me you were in bed together." His eyes flickered between mine, waiting for some kind of answer.

"Who?" I managed to say, but I knew who. I knew what he was talking about.

"Tyler told me you had sex." Of course he knew him. "Is it true?" His chest did rise and fall fastly.

"I don't know," I said, simply couldn't hold it in anymore. I sniffled, trying my best to hold back the tears.

His jaw clenched, as he moved his head back a bit, still staring me into the eyes. "Did you lay in a bed with him?"

"Yes." I breathed out.

"Fuck's sake, Maggie, he doesn't..." Brad removed his hands from the wall, stepping a bit back. "He doesn't just sleep besides a girl."

He looked at me exhausted. He looked weak, almost drained for power. "None of them does, and what did I tell you? I told you to fucking stay away from them, all of them. And then you just let him fuck you, like you're another one of those needy girls."

"I don't get why you are so mad at me, it wasn't my fault. You could just as well have done it, and I wouldn't be so mad at you." I ramble on. I couldn't really concentrate on anything right. But it was true that it wasn't my fault. He made me drunk, then I didn't remember much the next day.

"No you would fucking cry, but that's the difference between us." He said loudly. It really hit him. I could see the look on his face, wasn't his usual when he did get angry.

"Fuck this," He mumbled and turned around to walk away.

"Brad don't..." I said, but he didn't turn around, he kept on walking away from me. "Bradley," I ran up to him, to stop him.

"Please don't go. I'm scared... don't leave me." I told the truth. I was scared. I just found out that I've lost my virginity to a guy I didn't even knew, and was just as well as Bradley, a guy who had sex with girls whenever they wanted.

"Give me one good reason to." He stared callously into my eyes.

I breathed out, with tears down my cheeks. I quickly brushed them off, but my cheeks were still red, at least I could feel it. "I need you, I-"

"You're cold towards me. You're selfish, using me only for your own comfort." He stated. I never saw myself as selfish, or acting cold toward Brad.

"Why are you like this?" I asked, but my voiced cracked. He didn't even look at me anymore. "Why do you always have these mood changes towards me?"

He turned around yet again walking away. He took his hand down in his pocket, probably looking for cigarettes. "Why are you so mad at me, all the time? "

"Because I fucking love you!" He said before I could say anything. My body frose, as his brown eyes stare into mine. Those words, I've never imagine him saying. "That's why I'm mad at you. You didn't even care that you've been fucking another guy. You didn't even think about me." He now genuinly looked hurt.

"But you're so oblivious, you can't even see that I'm so fucking in love with you." I didn't know what to say, comepletely shook, I just stood there looking at him.

"At least I was." He snapped at me, and left. I didn't stop him, I just let him.

"Did you have sex with Tyler Gray Cooper?"

That sentence was on repeat in my mind. He said he heard it from Tyler himself.

"Yes" I had answered, because I now I knew the truth. I did wish that it didn't happen, but it did.