Not Mine (Completed)

Chapter 31

I dragged my feet to my locker. I dreaded seeing Wes so early in the morning. I thought I was ready. But when I saw him at his locker, my heart plummeted to the floor..well, it felt like it. I gulped and felt my heart sped up as I shuffled closer to him. I looked straight ahead, trying so hard not to look at him, but his beautiful presence betrayed me.  A new burst of courage just came over me as I thought that enough was enough. Steeling myself, I stood tall in front of him. When his eyes fell on me, Wes looked a little surprised. His eyes looked wide and I could see many expressions lurking in his brown ones. 

"Hey Wes." I said simply, trying hard to hide the tremble in my voice. I wanted to look at him dead in the eye, but I couldn't. 

"Uhm, Addy..Yeah, hey..Umm, look-"Wes said as he tried to pull me away from view. He was trying to block me from people's views. Anger suddenly sparked in me. WTF is his problem?! Do I really embarrass him that much?! Who the hell does he think he is?! Anger made me do stupid things. And I wasn't proud of what I did next.

Clenching my teeth, I swung my arm and punched Wes right on his face. There was a faint crack where my fist hit his cheekbone and his eyes widened in shock as he kinda flew back and hit his back to the lockers with a huge bang. My hand felt a sharp searing pain, but the adrenaline rush that coursed through me when I saw Wes flying back from the impact of my punch kinda numbs everything out. 

"Addy! Wait-"Wes started to say as he clutched the spot I punched him. People were staring at us, their faces full of shock.

"You asshole! Go to hell!" I said, my voice strangely low and menacing,  and stormed off, my body trembling. I could feel everyone looking at me like I was some kind of loon.  I didn't care anymore. It got to be too much. There's only so much that I could take.

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At lunch I walked to the cafeteria, fully aware that people were openly staring at me and whispering to each other about me. Shit. I really lost it this morning. I know punching Wes was not ideal but I know he deserved it. He was a tool and he hurt me. After everything, he went and pulled that with me. All day I had been feeling ill at ease and wished that the day would end. ANd so far things were not so bad since I haven't stumbled into Wes yet. 

"Addy! Oh my God! I heard!" Layne said suddenly when she came to our table with Matt in tow and dumped her yogurt container violently onto the table, spilling some passion fruit seeds. I sighed as I sat on the bench, cringeing inwardly when I remembered what happened that morning.

"Hey Layne." I said without luster.  Frankie and Ashley came over about a second later.  Frankie sat beside me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"You ok, babe?" Frankie asked and I just dropped my head on my arms on the table.

"I am so proud of you Addy! Wes so deserves it for being such a blockhead!" Layne said with relish.

"Oh God, I couldn't believe I punched him in the face! What the hell is wrong with me?!" I cried into my folded arms on the table. Then I felt  a hand patting me on the back.

"It's okay. He's a moron anyway. Want Uncle Matt to make you feel better?" Matt said to me indulgently. I looked up at him and sighed. 

"Urgh, guys are jerks. Like all guys!" Layne exclaimed suddenly.

"Come on, not all guys. Frankie and I aren't jerks." Matt said and Layne looked all cute and shy. Hmm, did I miss something? 

Just then there were murmurs around the cafeteria. I looked around and saw Wes walking to his table with the popular kids, his left cheekbone looked very red and would be turning blue soon and his eye was kinda swollen and bloodshot. Crap, I did that. But I still believe he deserves it. I laid low and made sure he didn't see me.