Beauty and The Beast

Chapter 4

Luckily for me, Mr Kingsley didn't come back to class which means we didn't have to submit our work.

My paper was blank. I had nothing to write about Drew.

Pablo is currently driving me home from school. I was on the phone talking to Amber.

"How did it go with the Beast?" She asked.

"Very intense"

She laughed.

"I was lowkey scared for you. That guy is a fucking psycho"

I thought about what Drew said.

Everyone judges me. I'm not really a bad guy

"He is not a psycho" I jumped into Drew's defense.

"Since when do you know so much about him?"

"I just do"

"Wait... " her voice trailed off "You aren't falling for Drew, are you?"

"Eww.  Of course, not"

Was I?

"Good. What exactly happened between you two?"

"He told me things about myself. Things that I couldn't even admit"

"So?"

She's still not getting the point. Like Drew said, my friends aren't really my friends. They don't get me. They're just a bunch of airheads who only care about my money.

"I'll call you back" I told her.

Before she could respond, I hung up on her.

I feel so fucking irritated right now.

Who does she think he is?

Why do people feel the need to judge Drew?

"You were one of them" my subconscious reminds me.

"Yeah, thanks for the info genius" I replied loudly, making myself seem crazy.

"Is something the matter, Miss Martins?" Pablo asked as he looked in the rearview mirror to check on me

"Not at all" I lied.

Yes, something is the matter and it's the fact that I'm starting to see Drew in a new light.

How come we've never talked before?

"Because he doesn't wear designer clothes or drive fancy cars" my subconscious added again.

"Shut the hell up!"

"How's Drew doing?" Pablo asked, ignoring my outburst.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Nothing. He seems...Nice"

I rolled my eyes.

"Of course, he seems nice. He gave you a cigarette"

"You can say that again" he chuckled.

"Stoners are the best of friends"

"And the best lovers"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me"

Okay. This is weird.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"What do you think?"

"You know what? Just shut up and drive"

"Whatever you say  miss Martins"

"Whatever you say miss  Martins" I mocked "Weirdo"

"You're calling me weird? I'm not the one who's fussing over a guy I just started to notice two days ago"

"I am not fussing about Drew and how do you know I just started to notice him?"

He shrugged.

"He doesn't look like the type of person you'd hang out with?"

True.

"What kind of people do I hang out with?"

"Uh... girls who wear mini skirts with loads of make up and rich blonde boys"

I opened my mouth to argue but he's right. I can't even deny it.

"We're home" he announced as we pulled up to the gates of my house.

I got down when he drove in. I met someone I was never expecting to see; Eric.

He was standing next to his car.

Who the hell let him in?

"Hey" he said.

"What are you doing here?"

"I was waiting for you to come back home"

"Why?"

"I wanted to see how you're doing. How's your head?"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. I've been doing that a lot lately.

"The incident happened like two days ago. You're just asking now?"

I walked past him but he pulled me back.

"Let go of me" I screamed. I tried to remove my hand from his grip.

"What happened to us?" He questioned.

We were up close. I had the opportunity to notice how red his eyes were. He reeked of smoke.

He's high.

"What happened to us?" I scoffed "You were the one who fucked my best friend"

"I apologized"

"And that makes it okay?" I screamed "I'm supposed to forgive you? You didn't have a mere kiss with her that I could forget about. You had sex! S-E-X. Would you forgive me if I had sex with someone else?"

"I'm sorry"

He tried to hold my hand but I immediately pulled back from him.

"Sorry doesn't fix anything"

"I want you back"

Wait... Him and Leslie live together. Why is he here?

"Does Leslie know you're here?"

"No. I... "

"You're still dating Leslie yet you want me back? You're a disgusting pig, Eric. Get out!"

He sighed then got into his car. He rolled the windows down and spoke to me.

"I am not giving up on you"

He drove off.

I stormed into my house and banged the door behind me.

Gerald was in the living room watching TV.

"What a way to make an entrance" Gerald joked.

I wasn't in the mood so I ignored him.

Do you know how embarrassing it is to love someone and then the person cheats on you...With your best friend!!!

I felt so stupid.

Now he wants me back?

I slept with different guys trying to get over him.

I went straight to my room, flopped on my bed and cried my fucking eyes out.