love means nothing • {c.b.❕d.s.}

s e v e n

"she was cheating on you" bren suddenly says as she rushes next to me.

"what are you talking about?" i ask hoping she's just joking, most likely not.

bren sighs and looks at me softly, "first of all, i'm friends with both of you so i couldn't side with either of you, but-".

"just get to the point bren!" i say slightly annoyed with her constant jumbled words.

"when you went to visit your grandfather, was it? she was sleeping with that dustin kid" she says and then quickly looks down as if she had done the deed.

"b-but I didn't know she was doing it until i-i got a text from her f-freaking out" she stutters out.

but I'm to busy realizing how dumb i was to not have noticed it.

"you're supposed to know the signs of a cheater, you live with one."

that's when reality hits me, my shoulder bashes into another boys shoulder.

i glance back to see its dustin, he turns and goes to say something. probably 'watch where your going' or 'are you gonna say sorry?'

completely shutting him down i simply say "fuck off".

bren is beside me with a slightly shocked face.

i watch dustin's eyes widen and then he makes eye contact with bren.

shit, did i get her in trouble?

but he continues down the hallway with a faster pace.

he's gonna snitch, he's always been good at that... surprised he didn't snitch on himself.

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daniel has been studying me for the past few minutes of class.

"are you okay?" he finally ask when i look at him with a blank face.

i hate that question...

it makes you remember that you have feelings.

clearing my throat, i just come out and ask "have you ever been cheated on?"

he looking taken back by my question but he still answers with a nod for 'yes'. i nod my head only slightly.

"so she cheated on you?" he asks with a small voice this time.

honestly? who cares let the world find out!

"yep, when i went to see my sick grandpa..she was fucking dustin" i say out loud not giving a shit who hears.

i wanna flip our desk and walk out of class.

daniel quickly looks around with an alarmed look on his face.

i forgot who my desk partner was, a shy gay boy.

quietly zipping my lips, i wait for the whispers to build in to conversations.

daniel stares a head and then glances over at me, "could've said it a bit quieter" he mumbles.

i shrug and simply go "i'd rather have people know, so i don't have to repeats myself or answer stupid questions like, 'did you know you're being cheated on?'"

"was it a dude?" i ask and he looks at me confusingly.

"that cheated" i whispered. he shakes his head "a girl".

right, he hadn't come out long ago...and he was probably playing the 'straight' card like a lot of closeted people.

"we're all broken in a way" i end up muttering.

apparently i'm frowning, because daniel begins to talk.

"stop sulking, someone will come across you and pick the pieces up".

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feedback?

They need more dorbyn edits also.