Chapter 11 - Darius

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A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating, I've been busy with school and other things. I checked my reads and i have over 350 now??? Ahh thank you for your support! I have a few things planned for this story, and I'm excited I can finally share them with you guys.

It had been about two weeks after the mall incident. I already knew she was in love with Sawyer, and now I had proof. Ever since then I had been closely watching her actions around him. It was becoming so painfully obvious that I was thankful that Sawyer was blind. Every time her eyes sparkled when they talked it made my heart ache.. but I could never say that it did.

Then it happened.

She got her wish.

It was the second Friday since the incident, right after school. I was waiting to drive Addie home, leaning on my borrowed car from my father, when she came running towards me. 

"DARIUS! IT HAPPENED!" She was shouting at me with a smile on her face. 

"No," I thought. "It better not have happened."

"What happened?" I replied as soon as she reached the car, I was acting dumb on purpose.

Addie panted for a second, catching her breath. She looked up at me, her smile was growing wider.

"He asked me out, Darius! Sawyer asked for me to be his girlfriend!" It all came out in a excited shriek.

That's when my heart shattered into a million pieces.

"W..wait.. he really did it?" I tried to take it all in.

"YES!" She was growing even louder.

I just stared. I knew that's what happened, but to hear her say it to me made me feel like a piece of garbage. Before she met Sawyer, I thought she liked me. I thought that I was special to her, that I wasn't just some friend of hers.

I was so wrong.

So, so wrong.

I was nothing to her. The only thing that was something was Sawyer.

I wanted to murder him now, but I knew there would be no use.

"Darius?" Her voice snapped me out my thoughts.

"Y-yeah?" Great, now I was stuttering.

"You're crying.." Addie's tone sounded worried.

"I am..?" I slowly brought a hand to my eyes, wiping them. They were definitely wet, and I didn't get how I couldn't have noticed.

"Are you upset about this? I know you don't like Sawyer but.." 

"It's fine, as long as you're happy with him.. it'll be okay. And no, I'm not upset." I almost winced at how big of a lie that entire response was.

Addie smiled again. "I can't believe he actually likes me.. enough to ask me to be his girlfriend too! I feel so lucky.."

"I.. bet. I'll drive you home now though, okay..?" I said, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, right. Thanks Dare." She walked to the door and sat in the passenger's seat, waiting. I sighed, wondering if I'd start crying more, and followed.

Once I started driving, we both got quiet. Addie stared out the window, I kept my eyes on the road. I couldn't stop thinking about this. Why him? Why did it have to be that douchey pretty boy? I could feel the jealousy boiling up inside me, and I started to clench the steering wheel as I drove.

Once I finally reached her house I tried to calm down and speak up. She was the one to do it first though, by turning after she got out and smiling. "I appreciate you driving me, Darius. Hope you're actually okay and not faking it.." 

God, she looked so beautiful standing there. I slowly nodded and she walked to her porch, not looking back. I decided to do the same, driving away back to my house as soon as she closed the door.

Why did he have to be so.. so perfect? How can he win her heart in a second, when with me she doesn't even notice. Maybe because I never gave off any hints.. maybe because I'm just not attractive at all. Those both seemed like good answers, which just told me I'd never have a chance with her. 

Even if he left her, even if we were the only two people left in the world, she'd still brush me off like I was nothing.

So as I parked the car in the driveway, all that jealousy made me get an idea.

I had to show her how I felt about all this, and the only way.. was to break her heart.

Did I have a plan? Hell yeah I did. It was going to work, no matter what way I planned to do it.

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