Donovan
My phone was blowing up as I sitting in Wheeler's office with Leah's repulsive ass sitting next to me. Why the hell am I even in here right now?
"Sir, if I could jus--"
"Mr. Woods, I'm the only one that's about to do the talking. You two have done enough for the entire student body to hear."
I sat there in confusion. What is he even talking about? "Wait, we simply had an argument. There's nothing more too it, right?"
He sighed and shook his head. "Leah, I'm very disappointed in you. After everything that you've been through in the past year and nothing has changed in you. With that being said--"
"This was all Donovan's fault!"
"Stop lying!" I barked back at her with a disgusted face.
"Enough, you two! I'm the one speaking right now. I think we've all heard enough. As I was saying, with this school year almost being over I don't think suspension is necessary. However, your parents will be receiving a call and you both are getting a week of detention. Playing on the loud speaker is not acceptable."
I sat up on the edge of seat when he mentioned the loud speaker. Leah is a bitch for that.
I kept thinking about who could've heard our argument and how much they heard. All these thoughts were running through my brain at a rapid speed.
"Mr. Woods, I said you're free to go. Return straight to your class please." Wheeler's voice knocked me out of it and I did just that.
When arriving in the classroom, all eyes were on me. I was getting hella side eyes from some of the girls who used to give me heart eyes. I looked ahead to where I normally sit at beside Missy, but her seat was empty.
"Where's Missy?" I asked Ash as I sat in my seat.
Ashley looked over at me with a disgusted frown and rolled her eyes. She didn't say a word to me. I sighed deeply just as somebody tapped me.
Surprisingly, I turned around to Kenny behind me. "What nigga?"
"Chill out. Just thought you should know that Missy went to the nurse's office." My eyes widened and I immediately rose up from my seat and jogged out of the class to where she was.
I heard my teacher calling my name out to come back to class, but I had to make sure that everything was good with her. I had to know if she heard everything from earlier. I had to know if we were good.
I got to the nurse's office seeing her laid out on the little bed, her face covered with her arms. I kneeled down beside her and tugged at her shirt to move her arm. She slid them down and my heart dropped seeing her bloodshot eyes.
I fucked up big time.
I had seen Missy cry before, but nothing like this. "Baby, I reall--"
She placed her hand in my face, not trying to hear anything I said. "Is it tr-true?" Missy stuttered with her low eyes glaring at me.
I moved my hand to wipe the tears from her cheek, but she immediately got out of my reach. Sitting up from the bed. "Answer me..."
I sighed and looked off at something else. I didn't want to even talk about this bet shit. I was past it already. I love her and that's the important thing.
"Yes, it was."
Missy shook her head and her fists balled up. I really wanted her to hit me or something because I can't take seeing her cry. Before I knew it, she loosened her fists up and more tears started to flow. I leaned to cuddle her.
"Get out," she said sternly while sniffling.
"Missy, baby. I'm sorry. I ju-just, I don't know." I couldn't even get the words out to explain this shit. "I love you, Missy. If you don't believe anything else, believe that."
"Leave," her voice much softer.
She wasn't even looking at me anymore. Missy's eyes were focused straight ahead. "Look at me, Melissa. Please, baby," I was bascially begging at this point, but I didn't care. I found myself getting flustered with this whole thing.
"I can't lose you, Missy. I can't."
Missy let out a saddened chuckle. "Yeah, I'm sure you can't. There's money on the line."
I groaned angrily at myself. "The bet is over. I quit because I love you. I can't stop loving you, I won't stop loving you. Just looking at me, please."
There was dead silence for what seemed like an eternity before Missy looked over at me. My heart finally stopped racing when she faced me. I smirked a bit.
"I hate you."
Those three words hit me hard as hell, even if she didn't mean them. The sudden coldness in her eyes was something that I had never seen even when didn't like each other.
I stood up, still looking down at her praying for some kind of hope.
"Young man, you can't be in here unless you have a pass. You have to go." The nurse came out of nowhere telling me.
Missy
"So, what happened when he came to the nurse's office earlier?" Ashley asked while playing in my curls.
"Bullshit," I summed it up the best way I knew how. At least, that's what it felt like to me. I can't trust anybody at this point.
I sat up and peeked at Ash with a suspicious look. "What's wrong, Missy?"
"Did you know about it?"
She looked at me with a frown. "Are being fucking serious right now? You really I would've kept some shit like this to myself to hurt you..."
I didn't say a word. "Wow, over 12 years of friendship and you believe that."
"I just think it's weird how you were so pro-Donovan. You always were so down for me dating him. Plus, your scam of a boyfriend helped put the shit together."
Ashley got up and grabbed her bag. "First off, excuse the hell out of me for wanting your prude ass to be happy. Secondly, I broke up with my scam of a boyfriend today because I don't tolerate people fucking with my friends. But it's whatever. Be miserable."
She stormed out and I laid back on my bed drowning in my thoughts. Before I knew it, I was drowning in my tears again.
When there was a knock at the door, I quickly wiped my eyes and sat up. "It's open," I replied.
In came my dad in his suit and tie. He must've had a meeting today. We looked at each other awkwardly before he took a seat on my bed. I couldn't hold back my tears long enough for him to leave the room.
He immediately took me in his arms. "It's okay baby girl. Daddy's here." I hadn't heard him say that in years, but I needed it more than ever right now.
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Sooo, is there is still a chance for Missy & Don? Does she really hate him?
How can Don fix this?
Is Missy wrong for accusing Ashley like that?
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