A Player, A Bet and The Badass Nerd

Last Warning

Bree's P. O. V

I didn't want to go school. I didn't want to see my friends and I for sure didn't want to see Ian. I was a threat to them all, a risk and I didn't dare get any of them anymore involved than they needed to be. Aurora was right. I wasn't good for Ian, not as long as I had all of my baggage. That's what Luka was, baggage. Baggage that just wouldn't stay lost. Wouldn't realize it was unwanted and until it was burnt, buried and banished, I couldn't be the unbothered teen I wanted to be.

I'd spent two whole months lamenting at home, refusing the calls of my friends and Ian. I couldn't face them. I didn't want to. Now I sat here in my car just waiting for the bell to ring so I didn't have to interact with them. Luka's demands of me had been straight forward. Stay away from Ian and anyone related to him or things would get even more messy than before. Sure I wanted to be selfish and tell him to kiss my ass but they all meant the world to me and I couldn't make any rash decisions.

So I took a deep breath and got out. They had seen me drive in but no one had moved. They gotten the drift after I had frankly blown them all off. I had my mom tell them that the accident had changed me and I wasn't the same girl they had met. I'd changed and wanted nothing to do with them. They were hurt; all of them. Amber, Emma, Jessica, Dustin and especially Ian. But that couldn't be helped.

"Bree!" Summer called and I groaned inwardly.

She was the only person who wouldn't leave me be. Since my accident she had been unnecessarily clingy and it was driving me insane. However, glimpses of the girl she used to be showed up every now and then which made her easier to tolerate.

"What do you want now?" I growled as she looped her hand through mine.

"I just wanted to chat," she grinned and I smiled back.

"Who do you want to gossip about now?" I rolled my eyes and began walking.

"Well," she hesitated. 

"Just spit it out!"

She rested her head on my shoulder as we walked and made herself cozy. I reckoned she was enjoying having me all to herself and that's why she found any little reason to bother me these days. Although she was annoying her company was not entirely unwelcomed. I needed someone to be close to at times. It made everything a minsicule easier to bear.

"It's just that a little birdy told me that there's going to be a bomb scare today so I was thinking that we could hit the mall," she chirped.

"Right?" I rolled my eyes.

"So you can talk to her and not to us," Jessica shouted cutting off our conversation.

My heart squeezed but I didn't turn around I just kept walking.

"You're a real fake b*tch you know that!" she shouted after me.

With a sigh I turned to look at her.

"Thanks Jess," I smiled. "I really haven't been called a b*tch in a while. Thanks for reminding me," I shrugged.

Summer giggled and made a show of linking our fingers together before she tugged me along to my locker.

"What's the deal with that?" she asked when we were alone.

"Nothing!"

"You don't have to lie to me," she whispered. "I know I haven't been the greatest friend but you - you're an amazing friend. You wouldn't treat her like that unless something was up so don't lie to me."

"I don't owe you any explanations," I snapped slamming my locker.

She glowered at me and went her way while I made my way to Calculus. Dustin was there and I made an effort to sit as far away as possible but as soon as the bell rang he cornered me. I ignored him and packed my books. Without a word he handed me my notes he had borrowed a few months back and left without a word. My chest ached but I kept my act together. It hurt like hell to be hated by my friends but it wasn't my fault I had a psychotic ex-boyfriend. Or maybe it was. Who knows?