(21) worse than reality itself

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I look back at the guy and gave him a sheepish smile and write down my number on his hand.

"What's your name by the way"

"Oh right I'm sorry I'm Jessica" how could I have been so stupid to not have asked for a name

It all seemed okay though, he smiled a cute smirk

"I'm Brent"

I nodded, smiled, and started to walk towards the door "imma go now"

He chuckled "okay bye then" his eyes trail over me stopping for a couple seconds when he saw my arms but he quickly averted his gaze and smiled at me

He has my number, I don't have his let's see if he still finds me interesting

I walk out the door letting out a big breath of air "Well that was something"

"Heyyyy" kenzie screams out "did you see that"

"See..?"

"Bryce. He totally was jealous about you and Brent"

"Why does everyone know Brents name? Am I really that out of the loop?"

She looked at me with a dumbfounded face. A face that was asking "really?  Are you that stupid"

"Um jess you do realize Bryce and Brent have been at it for years, always trying to one up eachother. I mean it all changed when Bryce dropped out"

Hm so apparently I have a thing for football players...well that's fun

"Soo?"

"Soooo   that got Bryce so jealous"

"No it got Bryce mad that I betrayed him and hung out with his enemy."

"Because you were flirting with his enemy" She says with a wink

I shake my head "I promise you he doesn't think that way, but it doesn't matter anyway. Let's see if Brent calls"

"Oh he will"

"Let's not get out hopes up"

- - -

The clock read 1:52 am

If I can't sleep I won't get nightmares, but I am also plagued with a million thoughts running around in my brain so which is better?

I hear a buzz, then another, then another, realizing it wasn't a text I answered the phone

"Hello?"

"Hi.."

It sounded like a tired Bryce, a wounded Bryce, a Bryce that just wants out

"What's wrong?"

He pauses before saying "nothing"

Another long pause draws out until I hear a sound on the other line not his voice but a girls

"Brycey" a girl said in a sexy tone

"Bryce?" I asked "What's going on?"

He doesn't speak. I hear a few sniffles and when he speaks again his voice is cracked

"Nothing. nothing is wrong Jessica"

"Bryce are you okay? What's happening?"

"I'm with a girl and you're asking me if I'm okay?"

I swallow

We weren't together, I flirted with another guy, and he made it clear before I was just a play thing

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