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*Bryce's POV*

Connie had taken up a new club. In fact, she left right after the film to go to that club. It was already time consuming and they would have emergency meeting which would be even more consuming. Before we knew it, second replies turned to minutes, the minutes turned to hours, the hours to days, and even the days to months. I can't stand it. I've been told that I'm the softest boy and many other boys have told me to move on and that there will be other girls. I don't want another girl. For all I know, Logan is still ready to pounce at any moment.

*Monday*

I got dismissed from science to see Connie leaving chatting with some of her club buddies. I needed to speak to her so I pulled her aside.
"Hey, can we talk?"
"Sure, what do you need?"
"Cut the crap, okay? We haven't talked properly for months."
"That's not my fault. It's--"
"Yeah, it's your club. I know. All I'm saying is it wouldn't hurt to message me for a minute. I've been stuck with Logan and his douche squad because you and the other two have buggered off elsewhere."
"I'm sorr--"
"I don't care. Just message me when you feel like it. Cos it doesn't seem like you do at the moment." And I left after that. I couldn't stand to let her see me crying. I went off at her, and I shouldn't have but I am angry because she could've at least said something but she avoided me in school too. It's not true that boys don't cry. I'm one of the boys that do. It's not that I'm feminine. It's just that, I didn't think love existed and I thought she made that real for me. I don't think she did.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 16, 2017 ⏰

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