Revenge On The Player

Chapter 26 (Edited)

"Look at him over there, cuddling up to Thalia and acting like nothing ever happened, fucking piece of shit," Amanda sneered from beside me. I rolled my eyes. I closed my locker and hugged my books to my chest.

"Stop staring Amanda, it's rude," I scolded.

"I don't care, Dillon deserves more than a death stare, if only my glare could set fire to him," she grumbled.

"Behave, now is not the right time to kick his ass, later will be," Sarah smirked. I sighed and rubbed my temple. This is bad considering she's talking about her own brother. But maybe that's because he threw her under the bus by exposing her the day I caught him cheating.

"No, none of you are to do anything to him, I'm over it, he moved on, he chose who he wants to be with and it's his loss," I reassured them. They both looked at each other then at me with hesitation. "I'm fine, I promise."

"Fine," the two said in unison.

I hate to admit that my heart clenched at the sight of Dillon and Thalia wrapped in each other's arms and making out by her locker which was coincidently across from mine. Walking into school this morning killed me because of the public display of 'affection' or whatever they want to call it that awaited me once I entered those front doors.

People kept giving me stares of sympathy. Those people are probably the ones who knew we were dating and saw us around school or something. I hate their stares. I'm getting over it. I mean, It's funny how he was so quick to try and get me to forgive him when I found out but not long after and he's switched. I guess it shows how much I cared to him.

I didn't want to start any more fights so I was going to ignore the pair. Everything is over and done with and that's how it's going to be. They will not ruin my day. Jack was still getting shit from the school and I wanted to help him clear his name but Wayne has been hiding like a coward. It's like he just completely stopped coming to school to avoid us. But I'm not letting him get away with this so easily. Running just means he's guilty.

I jumped when I was poked at the waist. I glared at John, who was laughing hysterically, as Jack walked up to stand next to me. I gave John the middle finger.

"I hate you John, I really do," I grumbled. He ruffled my hair. I groaned and swatted his hands away. Well, there goes a couple of hours of doing my hair out the window. Hours for nothing. He will pay for that.

"You love me pipsqueak," John teased. I punched his arm lightly.

"Shut up," I muttered.

"What's up with grumpy face over there?" Jack asked, nodding his head towards Amanda, who was glaring over at Dillon and Thalia with immense hatred. It's like she was trying to kill him with her eyes, which is truly terrifying. Having her hate you would be quite nerve-racking as she does bite when poked.

"It's because of them two," I said, pointing in the direction of where Amanda was giving the death stare at.

John and Jack turned to see the two walking down past us with their arms around each other. I noticed the smirk Dillon shot over towards me as if he'd won. I glared but didn't say anything. I will not act on my urge to wreck his pretty face.

I will not use violence and stoop to his level. They want a reaction but they're not going to get one out of me. I am woman enough to not do anything stupid and simply leave it alone because it's something I have to move on from.

"I wonder if I-"

"Don't even go there Jack," I warned. He huffed in annoyance as he crossed his arms and shot daggers at Dillon and Thalia's backs as they became further distant from us. Finally, a break from seeing them together; it's nauseous.