Meant To Be | B.S

Chapter 8

I woke up as I felt arms pass through under my back and knees, making me open my eyes as I was lifted off the ground.

"Shit. I didn't want to wake you," A raspy voice cursed. I could tell it was Froy, his voice was particularly harsh in the morning.

"It's alright," I said groggily. "Do you know where my glasses are?"

"Here you go," Froy said, handing them to me. I put them on and was stunned by the view in front of me.

He looked incredibely handsome; anybody would drool over him. His eyes, had particular shades of green fallen into them, and his freckles were a lighter colour.

His hair was all over the place, it still looked put together. The bright sun shone on his cheek brightly, almost blinding.

"Like what you see?" Froy smirked at me. I'll admit, I don't blame all the girls who swoon over him, he has the looks. His reputation's just not too thrilling.

"There's the Froy I know and love," I chuckled, noticing his teasy, flirtatious ways were back.

"Dodging my question princess?" Froy smirked. I cringed at the word, making myself giggle.

"Get over yourself," I teased before walking off. I figured I'd head into the kitchen and make myself some coffee. I didn't know what time it was but by the sun, it definitely wasn't too early.

Froy chuckled and I assumed he shook his head, given I couldn't see him. I walked into the kitchen and stopped by the frame.

I noticed Rihanna, my expressions hardened. She was wearing some small shorts and one of Nathan's tee's. Her hair was messy, too messy.

I shook her out of my thoughts, and headed to the coffee machine. Just as I passed the marble island, something interrupted me, "Excuse me?"

It wasn't said in a nice tone, more of an annoying 'Queen Bee' tone.

"Yeah. Excuse you," I rolled my eyes, not in the mood to deal with anybody before I have my coffee. I was continuing my walk but heard her get off the school.

"Who the hell are you?" Her annoying voice spoke again. I was ready to put her in her place.

"I'm the girl that can get you from hero to zero. Nathan's sister, what's it to you?" I said, clenching my jaw at her presence. As I looked at her I began to notice the marks over her collar bones and neck.

"I don't think so. We crashed the girl's room last night, it was empty," She smirked, as if she owned the place. I was blinking, at how this girl wasn't believing that I was his sister.

"Yeah, I wasn't there. I slept in a fort," I said, trying to hold myself from choking her, even though she'd probably enjoy it.

"With Froy huh? He's good isn't he?" She smirked. She slept with him? He lied to me last night? Of course he did, he's freaking Froy.

I don't know what got into me. I slapped a smirk on my face, "I'm sorry if you can't hang out with a guy without him penetrating into you. But we're not all sluts like that."

"Coming from the girl who wasn't even good enough for her boyfriend," The words trailed out from her mouth like venom.

I was seconds away from slapping the colour out of her. I was stopped by an angry voice, "Get out."

"Seriously Froy?" She said, in the most annoying voice. She eyed me as she spoke as if to say that I don't deserve him defending me.

"Rihanna. Get the hell out right now, I am not playing around," He had pure anger in his voice and eyes. Rihanna was definitely scared, she grabbed her phone silently, and walked out through the back door.

"Are you alright?" Froy asked, his voice softening. He had some nerve, that boy. I could already feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I turned around to face him.

"Stay the hell away from me. Is that all you guys ever do? Lie? You told me you don't like her. You told me you don't sleep around with girls. All of you are the same," I said as I felt the tears crawl down my cheeks.

I walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to deal with it. I didn't bother grabbing anything, I ran up the staircase and locked myself in my room.

That's all guys know how to do; lie and break hearts. I'm sick of it, I never learn. I'm a god damn joke.

I rested my head on my door, as I dragged down until I hit the floor. I wept into my knees. That's all they ever do; Dad, Dylan, Froy.

I didn't know how much time passed, I figured I'd dozed off whilst crying. I heard a knock on my door, "Carter! Some Brad is texting you."

It was Nathan. I could feel my eyes drag and loose, I could even feel the dry tears on my cheek. Maybe Brad could prove me wrong, or maybe he'd just hurt me even more.

But at that moment, I wanted to talk to him. I took a breath and stood up, feeling weaker than ever. I turned the knob and opened the door, finding Nathan.

I grabbed my phone out of his hands and attempted to close the door. "Hold up. Have you been crying?" Nathan pitied me.

"Just leave it, Nathan," I said, my voice weak and shaky. This was my battle, not his.

"Is this about Rihanna? Don't worry about her," Nathan says, only making me more frustrated.

"So he tells you the truth about that? What a joke. You're all the god damn same!" I said slamming my door shut. I was about to burst into tears when I felt my phone vibrate.

Bradley Bear 🐻:
You're my favourite part about moving here. Out of all of Chino Hills, you're the best thing I've seen. ❤️

And at that point in time, it was that text that saved me.