"Wh-what...?" Cotton's voice shook with misery. More tears flooded down her face and her heart broke more and more.
I was furious. I yelled as anger tears rolled down my face "I did NOT have sex with you!"
Brittany's weak voice spoke again. "Yes, you did... you told me you loved me..." her tears were extremely believable... but I never touched her.
Out of anger, Liza kicked Brittany in the stomach. Brittany clenched her stomach and threw up her lunch, and students made a grossed out noise, and turned their heads.
"I will never love you again... get over it... I didn't have sex with you..." I said looking down.
"Yes you did...! You told me you loved me...! And that you wouldn't ever leave me for her again...!" She said, with real tears of pain streaming down her face. But the thing is, she was completely lying and I never said any of that.
None of the teachers had noticed that, there was a crowd of students around us outside.
But I was afraid that someone would tell the teachers.
I began to give up fighting.
"Listen Brittany... I'm sorry that you feel the way you do... I'm sorry about anything I ever did to make you do this to me... I'm sorry about hitting you... I truly am... and maybe I've been going about this whole thing in the wrong way..." I said and helped her up.
Brittany looked at me with a shocked look on her face. "Th-thank you..."
Cotton looked at me, waiting to see what was gonna happen next. Liza was sitting there with a dumbfounded look on her face, wondering why I helped her.
"But I... I know you're lying... you know you're lying... so please stop..." I said letting go of her, and looking down.
Brittany continued to try and play her lying game. "But you said you loved me..."
Cotton spoke up taking my arm. "Viper loves me... okay Brittany...?" She said looking at Brittany.
Brittany growled, and limped away.
"Let's walk home." Cotton said looking up at me, I looked back down at her and my stomach dropped at the thought of going home.
Mom's abusive, so is dad. I just got into a fight, AND slapped a teacher. I'm NOT going home. That's that.
"I... don't want to go to my house." I said, telling the complete truth. She nodded and started walking to her own house with me.
- Butternut Squash -
