Zailey (Sequel) ✔️

Part Twenty Eight

"Bailey!"
Zander's frustrated voice shouted from behind.
It took everything in me to not stop and turn around.
"Maybe you should talk to him?"
Kellie suggested, sounding quite nervous.
"Not right now."
I denied.
I was far too mad.
If I talk to Zander now, I'm likely to say something that I'll later regret.
The way he was looking at that girl flashed in my mind and made me clench my fists.
Either I'm way too tired, or my boyfriend isn't who I thought he was.
"Bailey! Would you just fucking wait?!"
"Language Zander!"
A shocked Teacher's voice exclaimed.
Shit!
I skidded to a stop and turned around.
"I'm sorry Mr. Myrtle!"
I shot the Teacher an apology as I passed him.
"You're not the one swearing across the campus."
Mr. Myrtle, the old Math Teacher said with a distasteful frown.
No, I wasn't.
But I know Zander gets frustrated.
And it was hardly fair to speed walk away from him when he's not exactly in a position to give chase.
Attempting to swallow my pride, I approached Zander who was standing on the balcony, waiting.
His chest was rising and falling rapidly, while he looked at me in bewilderment.
"I think that we should talk later."
I told him, attempting to keep my voice in control.
"Why the hell won't you just talk to me now? What the hell is going on?!"
He asked, incredulous, throwing his hands up in emphasis.
"I'm tired and I need some space. I'll talk to you later."
I told him, taking a step backwards.
"I have a Doctor's appointment this arvo."
Shit.
I'd actually forgotten.
I swallowed thickly.
"I hope it goes great."
"Bailey-"
"I'll talk to you later."
I turned on my heel, heading for Kellie.
"Is everything okay?"
I skidded to a stop.
No freaking way!
I whirled around to see that Zander was still where I'd left him, but little Miss. Blondie had sidled up to him.
Props to Zander, because this time his focus was on me.
His deep blue eyes held confusion in them as he stared at me, a slight frown on his brow.
But my eyes drifted to the Blonde as she placed a hand on my boyfriend's arm.
Something deep inside of me swirled in an ugly fury.
"That right there is our problem!"
I snapped and whirled on my heel to walk away.
If I didn't walk away, I'd take a leaf out of Big Bro Heath's book and walk up and punch the girl.
"Baileyyyyy!"
The groan of disdain was easily audible in Zander's voice.
But I lifted my chin, squared my shoulder's, steeled my spine and kept walking.
He knows now.
"You okay?"
Concern was audible in Kellie's voice and easily seen on her face.
"No!"
I hated the way my voice cracked.
"I don't know if I want to punch something, cry or curl up in a corner and go to sleep!"
Being the good friend she's come to be, Kellie slipped an arm around my shoulders and we continued our way along the balcony.
"Well you are on your second day of getting up at an hour that I definitely don't class as legal."
She reasoned.
Maybe.
But at the moment my heart was hurting and I didn't know how to make sense of anything.
"Let's go to the Library."
Kellie suggested.
"You can sit comfortably in there."
I shook my head.
"If I sit comfortably I'll fall asleep."
And if I fall asleep I'll no doubt have nightmares about Zander and the mysterious blonde.
"Maybe you need a rest."
Kellie suggested.
No.
I just need to Toughen Up Princess.
"Do you think Zander would ch-cheat on me?"
I hated the vulnerability that was in my voice.
But of course I was terrified!
I love that boy with all my heart.
If he stomps on it...
"No!"
Kellie shook her head vigorously.
"Just calm down and then talk to him."
Maybe she was right...
Getting angry at Zander clearly wasn't going to solve anything.

By lunch time I finally checked my phone.
Not that I was exactly expecting anything.
I was angry.
Zander was pretty bewildered but annoyed.
When Lachlan and I would fight, I'd sometimes not even hear from him for at least a day.
Possibly even more, depending on the depth of the argument.
Mentally I smacked myself.
I can't base Zander's actions on what Lachlan was like.
I unzipped the front pocket of my backpack and fished my phone out.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw the notifications on my screen.
Missed call - Zander - 11:07AM.
Missed call - Zander - 11:10AM.
Zander: 11:15AM: Bailey what the hell is this even about?
Missed call - Zander - 11:20AM.
Zander: 11:22AM: Bailey please talk to me!
Zander: 11:35AM: What has got you so mad?
Zander: 11:38AM: Are you just tired and taking it out on me?
Zander: 11:41AM: I didn't DO anything!!
Zander: 11:44AM: I can't apologise if I don't know what your problem is.
Zander: 11:47AM: Bailey??
Zander: 11:50AM: Please talk to me 😔
Zander: 11:53AM: Fine 😔 I'll give you your space then.
Zander: 12:23PM: No I fucking won't! This is ridiculous!
Zander: 12:26PM: Answer me god damn it!
Zander: 12:29PM: Bailey.
Zander: 12:32PM: Bailey.
Zander: 12:35PM: Bailey.
Zander: 12:38PM: Bailey.
Zander: 12:41PM: Bailey 💙
Zander: 12:44PM: 💚 Bailey 💚
Zander: 12:47PM: 💜💜 Bailey 💜💜
Zander: 12:50PM: 💛💛💛 Bailey 💛💛💛
Zander: 12:53PM: ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Bailey ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Zander: 12:56PM: 💖💖💖💖💖 Bailey 💖💖💖💖💖
Zander: 12:59PM: Well here it is. I fucking love you. I love everything about you except for this bullshit where you're refusing to acknowledge me.
Zander: 1:02PM: Well I have to go in for my appointment now.
My heart clenched as I took in every one of the missed calls and messages.
When I'd gone to my locker at the end of recess, I'd put my phone into my bag in case the texts and calls kept coming in.
As I looked at my screen, it was probably a good thing I'd made that call.
Somebody would have heard my phone vibrating away in class.
But then again, Zander now believes I'd just been plain old ignoring him.
Yeah but you did ignore him, because you watched the calls ring out and the messages come in during recess.
My throat burned with a fresh round of unshed tears as I looked at my phone now.
As much as I wasn't sure that I was ready to talk to him, I couldn't know he was going in for one of his checkups but not say anything.
Even if he's hurt and upset me, I still love him.
I tapped my way across the screen, formulating words.