Chapter 8

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Brady

She ignored me. She fucking ignored me. I was just walking up to her locker to apologize once again, and she fucking walked away.

No one walks away from Brady Adams.

No one.

But then I forgot, that she's Amelia. And Amelia obviously doesn't give a shit.

I need to forget about her. I need to find a new girl. And not Olivia. Someone new.

Someone new to Brady Adams game.

And I know the exact person to call.

Bridget.

I dial her number in my iPhone 7, and it starts to ring. On the second ring, she picks up.

"What's up babe? It's been awhile." She says over the phone.

"Yeah I know. I missed you Bridget. Maybe you can take a trip up here? I need your company." I say in a pleading voice.

"Your wish is my command." She says. And with that, I hang up.

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I'm watching TV in the man cave, when my mom interrupts me.

"Brady, Miranda's older sister is dropping her off again, so Miranda can hang out with Katie."

"Fine." I respond roughly.

"I just remembered that I forgot something at the office, so you're responsible for greeting them." My mother says sweetly.

"Alright. Can you leave now?" I say, aggravated.

"What's with the attitude, Brady?"

"Nothing. I just want to be alone." I grit my teeth.

"Is it about a girl?"

"No!" I slam my fist on the coffee table, and my mother jumps. "I'm sorry, I'm just really stressed out right now. I didn't mean to scare you." I say soothingly.

I get up and walk towards my mother. I hug her gently and say, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, I forgive you." She wraps her arms around me. "I have to get going. Miranda will be here around 7." She says, breaking our hug and walking away.

"I love you." I say

"I love you too sweetheart."

With that, I'm left alone with my thoughts. Hey, atleast my mom accepted my apology. Unlike someone else.

Wait a second.

Bridget is coming tonight. Holy shit.

I look at my texts with Bridget to see what time she said she's coming over.

6:30

Fuck.

Whatever. I don't care if Amelia sees me with Bridget. Hey, maybe she might even be a little bit jealous. We'll have to see.

Oh who am I kidding? Amelia doesn't care, so I shouldn't either.

But then how come I do? I can't stop thinking about her.

I don't like her, do I? I mean, she always used to intrigue me. She always caught my attention in the halls and in my classes. There was just something about her. She's like a magnet.

And I'm attracted to her. Oh god. She's my magnet.

How can I stay away from her?

I have too. I don't have a choice. What if she ruins me? What if I ruin her?

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