𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒; 𝘑𝘠𝘈𝘛𝘛

ch. 17

okay so don't get confused guys. there's some events you guys don't know about that happened between jaeden and wyatt in the story. it'll make sense soon.
also i'm sorry for not posting for a week, my mind's all over the place and i'm not feeling the best. hope you understand ❤️

jaeden didn't know how to react. he stared at the boy who was standing in his bedroom doorway, a nervous smile on his face.

"jack needs me to help him with something, so i'm gonna get to that." sophia grinned and ran out.

"sophia!" wyatt growled.

jaeden bit his lip anxiously. part of him was happy. that part of him was screaming, "holy shit! it's wyatt, the boy you've been crushing on for nearly a year!" but another part simply said, "asshole."

wyatt wanted to apologise. he needed to apologise. but he couldn't bring himself to do that and he didn't know why. he was scared.

jaeden cleared his throat. "what are you doing here?"

the other boy shrugged. "i don't know. sophia booked a flight for me and i didn't want to make her waste her money on that so i caught it. that sounds stupid, i'm sorry."

"is that the only thing you're sorry for?"

"no." wyatt couldn't look at jaeden so he stared at the ground.

jaeden rolled his eyes. wyatt noticed and scoffed. "i've been trying to text you. i've been trying to fix everything. i feel like i'm the only one who's really trying to fix this shit apart from sophia who shouldn't even be involved but guess what? she is because we can't seem to figure this out ourselves. this is like second-grade bullshit. we're being childish, jaeden. let's just fix whatever is going on between us and get over it."

"get over it? you can't just expect me to get over it. you hurt me so fucking much, wyatt!"

"you don't think i know that? you hurt me too, asshole! i don't see the point in me coming here. it's just causing more fucking trouble." wyatt started to walk out.

"yeah, whatever. leave like you always do. coward."

wyatt turned around and faced jaeden. "call me whatever you want. it doesn't change a thing."

neither of them realised they both had tears in their eyes.

"you're a prick. now i know why jack didn't want me near you." jaeden said, venom in his voice. "you only think about yourself. i don't matter. nobody else matters but you. isn't that right?"

"you know that's not true. i care about you more than myself."

"don't be a bullshit artist, wyatt."

"fuck you." wyatt clenched his fist. "i never knew how much of dick you are. can't believe i fell for your stupid fucking act."

"i'm the dick? look in the mirror."

"can you stop acting like this? this isn't you."

"you don't know me."

"you know what? i don't." wyatt scoffed. "i thought i did. but clearly, if this is the real you, i never knew who you were at all."

"goes both ways."

wyatt shook his head. "i don't know what i was thinking. you hate me, nothing has changed."

"wyatt, i don't..." jaeden sighed, regretting what he said earlier. "i don't hate you. i'm just mad."

"jaeden, don't deny it. it's fine. if i were you, i'd hate me too."