The girl who was one of the guys

Somebody Fix Me

Song: Run For Cover

Artist: The Killers

I hope you like the song, the killers are my favorite band, ok so without further a do here's the next chapter. 🖤❤️

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Chapter 72

"What's there to explain, you cheated on me, not only that but I was also a bet." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Just let me explain... It wasn't just a bet."

"What-how?"

"I mean, it was a bet, then I started to feel guilty, I know I should've stopped it but-"

"No buts Aaron! I'll give you your phone and your jacket tomorrow. But I'm not dealing with the drama that comes with you. I already have enough of that on my own." I felt tears brimming my eyes once again and quickly turned around without another word.

I still didn't cry. I was trying to be strong.

I walked. I walked all the way to the other side of the school, where the old football field was. My peaceful place. The place let every single weird feeling out of my body. I felt calm here. I felt like I could just be me. Like I didn't have to try so hard.

The tears brimming my eyes poured out. I really hoped nobody saw me. It was moments like these, I wished life was life was like movies. Like all those stupid cliché movies where the girl gets the guy and the comforts her whenever she's down. Movies where the girl character had someone to count on, someone who could just be there, who could hold her and cherish every moment with her.

But for me, that could never happen.

Life wasn't like a movie, it was a sad story just waiting to end, then; when buried six feet underground, that's when you can feel free, let your soul imagine whatever life you wanted to have. But that's also not true, people believe that you either go to heaven or hell. Or that maybe even after you're dead, that you're still in hell, reliving life I another body. So many different things could happen, but we're never completely sure what happens life after death.

I rubbed my eyes. Thanking the gods that I decided to not wear make-up today. I brought my knees to my chest feeling the sunlight hit my chilled skin.

Then I stood up. Taking a deep breath and making sure no more tears were left on my face, I walked; again.

Feeling as if I was broken, which I was, but broken to the point where I needed somebody to fix me. Originally that person would be my twin brother, but I don't see that happening anytime soon. I couldn't wait to be done with school, I mean only about a month and it'll be
summer. Then senior year.

How that would go? I have no idea. But I know I'm going to live next year to its fullest. No more distractions, just me and my schoolwork. And that's how I want the rest of this year to be.

So here I am, walking to my first class, being the dramatic person I am. I entered the school right as the first bell rang, then a minute later I was in my seat, but not the one that I usually sit in. I sat in the back of the class. Away from Chase, Jax and Angie. I mean I wasn't mad or anything, just in a weird mood, mainly pointed at Jax.