The Photo Project (#Wattys2014)

17: Blood

It had been two weeks since Hayden brought me to his house, and I hadn't seen him in those two weeks.

I'll admit, it hurt.

I was so stupid for asking him to kiss me.. The first one was a mistake, and probably shouldn't have even happened in the first place.

Did I regret it, no. But obviously, he did, and it made me feel stupid.

I sighed and slid down my door, staring at the wall in front of me.

I wasn't exactly why it hurt so much.. Every time I would see him in school, he'd quickly turn the other, and at lunch he ate somewhere else. When I had gone outside after the day he fixed me up, ready for school, he wasn't there like he usually was.

I should've known he wouldn't be there.

I rubbed at my neck, closing my eyes.

I just needed to grow some balls and get over it. We hadn't known each other for too terribly long, right?..

And what about the project?! It was due pretty soon, and we hadn't gotten that far. And with him ignoring me, it was probably not gonna be finished.

My phone beeped, alerting me that someone texted me.

I excitedly got up and picked it up off my bed, typing in the code.

My excitement instantly went away as I saw who it was from.

You've been avoiding me. I don't like that at all. Get your ass to my house or I swear I'll make you wish you were never born.

It was true. I had been avoiding Chase for the last two weeks as well. I made sure to stay out of his way, and make sure he didn't see me. I guess he just now realized he hadn't seen me in a while. He was probably preoccupied with all his other girls.

I stared at my phone, wondering if I really should go over there.

If I did, maybe he'd be kind.

But then again, when was he ever kind?

I groaned, putting my phone in my pocket as I walked down the stairs. I looked around the quiet, lonely house and grabbed my keys.

I locked the door and slowly started making my way to his house, which, sadly, was close.

I stared at the door for about three minutes before I knocked, backing away from the door afterwards.

He opened the door a few minutes later and ushered me in as my breath picked up.

My body went on full alert as I watched his every movement, wondering what he was going to do.

He grinned at me and lightly took my arm, pulling me to the couch. He sat me down and rubbed my cheek.

"Would you like anything?" He asked.

"Oh.. Erm.. Sure, waters fine." I mumbled out, biting my lip nervously. I played with my fingers and waited for him to come back.

He sat down next to me and handed me my water as he drank a beer. He turned on the TV and propped his feet up, wrapping his arm around me.

I sat rigged, sipping on my water nervously.

Why was he acting so.. Calm?

I should have known that the calm came before the storm.

"So, have you been hanging around that guy?" He asked, keeping his gaze on the TV.

I gulped and shook my head slowly. "Hayden?.. No." I whispered.

"Are you lying to me?"

"No, Chase. I'm not lying.. He.. He stopped talking to me."