Love Is A Losing Game

Chapter One

«Because I said I love you. You didn't say you love me back.» Shannon said bitterly, she didn't want to sound broken, she was the confident one, she couldn't show her weaknesses, not even to her.

It had been a week since she confessed her feelings to her best friend, and ever since she had been avoiding her; not returning her calls, coming to school earlier than usual so she could grab her things from her locker without bumping into her friend.

Usually there would be one problem: Classes.

But Shannon was lucky enough in this, she had just two classes with Charlotte: English Literature and Spanish; she could, however, skip the latter, she had Puerto Rican origins, so she was even better than the teacher, this way she could pass the class easily and without any problem; after all she only had decided to take that class to have good grades with no effort.

The only problem was English Literature, and well, obviously cheer practice, but being the two co-captains there was no way out; on top of that, her English teacher hated her, so she couldn't just skip classes without any consequences; so she opted to just sit in the back row and do her best to avoid Charlotte, after all with them there was also Charlotte's boyfriend, or her "fuck buddy", as Shannon preferred to put it, which meant that the other girl would probably be forced to sit with him, which was exactly what happened.

During that week Charlotte had tried many times to talk to her best friend, but the shorter brunette wasn't having any of it, every time the brown eyed girl approached her she would either ignore her or just walk away.

Shannon knew that wasn't a mature behavior but she wasn't mature, she was hurt.

After what seemed like the longest week ever, the blue eyed brunette had grown tired of her friend pushing her boundaries, so when Charlotte had come to her locker once again during the break, asking her why she kept avoiding and ignoring her, Shannon had snapped at her saying that she had no right to ask her anything, but the other brunette just kept pushing the topic without giving up, and so there they were, Shannon spilled out exactly what bothered her the most.

After that sentence, Charlotte had stayed still, without a word she kept switching her gaze from her friend's eyes to her own hands; she knew well enough why her best friend was ignoring her, but she kept asking because that wasn't the first time they argued about that, but usually after some time and after seeing Charlotte's concern about what happened, Shannon would just drop it and everything would go back to normal.

But not that time.

She could see it in the blue eyed girl's expression, she was worn out from the whole situation, she couldn't deal with all of that anymore.

«So? Have you ran out of words?» Shannon snapped again at Charlotte when she noticed that the girl wasn't saying anything like she would usually do.

She was tired, she couldn't deal with feeling all of those emotions without knowing if Charlotte felt the same. She knew there was something, she could see it in her eyes every time they talked, every time their eyes met, she could feel it in every touch, in every kiss, in every move their bodies had made against each other; but she just hadn't heard it from her best friend's lips.

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A/N

Hi everyone!

So this story wasn't really made to be a multiple chapter story, I wanted it to be a one shot; but since it was becoming to be longer and longer my best friend suggested to started publishing it. So the first chapters won't be really long, but I'm working on it, I promise!

So, Shannon's character is kinda based on Santana's (that's the reason of the tag "glee") , while Charlotte's on nobody in particular (maybe my best friend, but shh), as you will see they're both cheerleaders (again, it's tagged "glee" for a reason).

I really hope y'all enjoy it, let me know if you want!

Thanks for reading lovelies!

-M