Paired

Paired : Chapter 23

Recap:

I cleared my throat and Fintan and Lauren turned. "Lauren," I said, scolding her, "don't you have a boyfriend?"

She looked at me with a face full of terror before saying, "Oh, crap."

Chapter 23

"Yes," I agreed. "Oh, crap."

Lauren looked at me with apologetic eyes. "It just happened?"

I laughed and looked at Fintan for an explanation. He just looked at me and said, "I wouldn't ask me."

I sighed and shook my head. How was this happening?

"It's cool, guys. I love Ryan, and that's all I need," I stated, before turning around and wrapping my arm around Ryan's waist.

"I love you," Ryan mumbled into my ear.

"I know," I said softly.

Fintan cleared his throat and that was what linked my mind back to reality. "Yes?" I, might I add, not so sweetly asked Fintan.

"I understand that you chose Ryan and all, but that doesn't mean I'm not hurt," Fintan said.

"I'm sorry, Fintan, but it wasn't working out. You seem to have...moved on quickly, so I'm not the one to worry."

"I'm still hurt. Just because I apparently, "moved on quickly" doesn't mean that my feelings aren't hurt."

I took a deep breath ; did Fintan not get this? He knows exactly what I mean. "Get over it."

Fintan gave me a defeated look before trudging off into the other room. Lauren sent me a equally defeated look and followed after him.

"I'm sorry I kept all of this a secret to you," Ryan said, facing towards me.

"It's....," I trailed off, about to say it was okay, but honestly, it wasn't.

Oh, hey, yeah. Just wanted to tell you it was okay for faking your love for me, but then realizing you weren't. I mean, it happens all the time, right?

Yeah, that's wasn't okay.

How could I have been so forgiving? It wasn't okay that Ryan did that. If I was a normal girl, one who had her feelings in control for someone special, I could understand me being so forgiving.

But, I'm not that type of girl.

Heck, I don't even know who I love. I thought I did, but turns out I'm just a hormonal teen who can't make a decision.

"It's......not okay," I finished.

Ryan obviously was taken aback my response, so he actually took a couple steps back.

"Chayna, I thought we were good about all of this," Ryan said.

"So did I," I whispered.

"You said it was okay earlier, what happened?" Ryan asked, his voice calm, but rising in anger.

"I don't know, Ryan. I don't feel good, okay? Can you just leave me alone for a while? I need to....think," I blurted, the first thing coming to mind.

Ryan didn't say anything, just watched me leave the room.

When I finally got outside, I took a deep breath. I didn't lie when I said my head didn't feel good. I got in my car, which was already parked here, and started the engine.

I pulled out of the driveway, exiting all the tension in my life.

I decided that I needed a night out.