Bad Cupid (BoyxBoy)

Dark Angel.

BAD CUPID.

Created by; Snow Marisvega•

Chapter 11.

Dylan's P.O.V

"So, should we be worried about Raven?" I asked staring right at her and her squad in the field. We were sitting beside each other on one of the bleachers in our P.E outfit. I just couldn't help but worry.

"I don't know. I think Raven can handle her, they've always been at each other's throat." He said and then we sawRaven yell at someone. "You know what? Yeah, I think we should worry about your best friend." He agreed with a nod.

"Well, hopefully everything does gets better. I don't wanna get involved in that drama." I shrugged and then turned to him with a smile. "So! How's your boyfriend? The one I have never met? I mean, come on. When am I gonna see him?"

I really wanted to meet the famous boyfriend of Jaxton that he talked about a lot.

"Well uh...we broke up" he said and plastered a total fake smile.

I blinked. "Jaxton, speak english. That thing you said, what was that?"

"We uh, ended things."

I blinked. "Oh my God. I'm...I'm so sorry. Wow. Uh, does...does he go here?"

"No. He goes to another school. "

"Wh—What happened? When did you guys....?"

"Sunday. " he replied, nodding. "He...he just wasn't the guy for me, I don't know how I missed the signs." He chuckled sadly.

That was when I realised I was a horrible friend. We did speak on phone and all, but i never asked how he really was.

"What did he do?"

"He cheated. I caught him. He drinks and parties and we've fought a lot. I mean I know you can't change someone but then he did the worst thing by cheating....with a girl" he said and looked up at me with a laugh.

My eyes popped.

"Oh shit. What a dick."

"Yeah," he chortled. "That's why I kinda didn't want you both to meet, cause he's an ass."

"He is such a fucking dickwad. I'm sorry that happened."

"Oh no, it's okay. I'm fine." He flashed me a smile.

"You're not. What he did to you was awful. You are right, you don't deserve someone like him, you deserve better. Someone that appreciates you and won't want to hurt you. So tell me, when do we go over to his house and burn his things? I mean, as long as if you get caught you don't mention my name. I love you, but I'm tryna go to Harvard."

Jaxton laughed.

"Okay. Good luck with that. And his name is Vaughn Boyarskiy. He's 5'11 feet tall. He's Russian too" he identified with a fake smile.

Russian?

"You dated a Russian?"

He nodded.

"Was it big?"

"Dylan!" He laughed.

"It is important!"

"It isn't." He said, in between laughs.

"Okay. Okay. How long was your relationship?"

"Five months."  He answered. "But honestly, I'm fine! I promise."