Bhagat
He was standing in front of me, making a fist with his right hand.
His face was red, was it the heat?
He looked like he wanted to kill someone, or me.
"What the hell dude?" I cupped my left cheek.
"What was that for?"
He looked at me with grimace,
"Shouldn't you know that already, u deserved that you asshole."
"I don't know what your talking about"
Unless....
"You had the nerve to cheat on her?"
I should have known, he would obviously know about it.
"Where did you hear that from?"
"I was sitting on the other side of the plant" He said, pointing to the direction of the bench we were sitting on.
"You bastered, you were eavesdropping!" I stood up, slowly. My cheek still hurt.
"I couldn't help but eavesdrop, after I heard her laugh. It's been awhile since I heard her laugh."
"The nerve......so I assume, you heard everything."
"The part where she told you that she wouldn't slap you? Yup all the way! And you know what? You deserved that! I'm thankful to her for not slapping you, cause I had the chance to do that! I feel so grateful to her right now!"
I could feel my face go hot. My cheek hurt more and more.
People started gathering around us. Was some sort of show? Why can't they mind their own business.
"Can we talk elsewhere?" I asked him. Calmly.
"Sounds good." He had a smirk on his face.
Asshole.
Suketh
We to an isolated corner of the alley.
"What was the punch for?"
I looked around, Bhagat was standing there, his head hanging down, his hands making tight fists. Jerk
"Because, you had the fucking audacity to cheat on Leah. And you made her feel second place. And the fact that it was Neha who you were with is what makes me feel sick."
I guess I hit the spot because, now, he was looking at me with a killing intent in his eyes.
"Your the one to talk." He smirked.
"What do you mean?"
"You made her feel so bad about herself."
What the hell is he talking about. When did I!?......
Wait.
Don't tell me. He knows about what happend in 7th grade? No, he can't know!
"HA! You should see the look on your face! You tell me that I made her feel second place! She fucking loved you god dammit! And you knew about that! Yet you just throw her aside after a teachers tells on you? You're a jerk."
He knows....
I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead. I know, what I did to her was wrong. But I thought I did it for our own good. It would be better of I stayed away from her. But I guess I was wrong. It took a toll on her. Real bad. I knew she was suffering, I knew it! Yet I didn't do anything. I feel like a jerk. I am one.
"You know what I'm talking about right? And what's the point, you don't even care! You don't care about her! All you ever give a damn about is yourself! Just so that your "image" doesn't go bad, you push her away just like that! Your a big time jackass you know."
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Heart Strings
Teen FictionTwo broken souls find eachother.....and a beautiful love blossoms.
