Chapter 23 - Britteny bitch

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Shawn ordered me the ravioli. My food was already cold but Shawn ate it anyway.

The doors open and Brittney walks in with her makeup a bit smudged.. oh my god. Does that mean she kissed him? For her own good I hope she didn't.

She sits next to my mom and she smiles like nothing happened eating her salad.

"Forget about her" Shawn says looking at her and than at me. "She isn't worth it" He says. As Shawn whispers to me Brittney looks at us and I can see the jealousy in her face. I want to make her feel bad. But I'm not going to use Shawn for that.

I want to get out of here. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be at the same place as she is. Maybe it was for the best that we lost touch for awhile. Maybe we shouldn't have stayed friends for a reason.. I think the whole not talking thing, only made me see clearly that it was all for the best. And maybe it all should have happened for me to see that maybe she isn't the best friend I imagined she is.

After we all ate and had dessert  I said goodbye to Shawn's parents and to My parents and I hugged them tight. I also have a hug to Aaliyah "we should talk more often" I whisper in her ear. After hugging and saying our goodbyes we all went home. Brittney went with us. I have no idea why.

The car ride was very quiet and uncomfortable... why did she come with us? She can go home now.

We walked in our house and Brittney looks at me like a Hawk. "What is your deal?!" I finally broke. Shawn and Lucas quickly ran to Lucas's room leaving us alone.

"What is my deal?" She says innocently.. what the fuck?

"I saw you with Brad." I say. The look on her face. She knows I'm on to her.

"I'm sorry" she says. "Yeah right. You wouldn't even think about being sorry if I haven't seen you guys... you would've never said something." I can't help it. She really pushed me to the edge.

"I'm sorry, ok? I know what it looks like, but trust me. It's not what it looks like" she says.

"Fine. Then explain to me what the fuck you and Brad were doing outside of the restaurant, where I was celebrating my birthday, on my birthday?" I ask. Sometimes I just hate her.

"We are friends and he is going throw something. I know you guys were a thing. I'm not stupid. But he needed me. He is going throw something and he had to come over and talk to me about it." She says. I don't know if to believe that.

"You never used to keep secrets from me? What is so important that you can't tell me?" I ask. "If it wasn't this important you know you were the first to know" she says.

"Ok, I believe you" I think. "Next time tell me. I mean, not what is going on with Brad's personal life but that you are friends and that you are going to meet him... why do I need to suspect you..." I say.

"You're right. I'm sorry. Btw you and Shawn looked really close at the restaurant" she says.

"Oh my god. You were barley 3 seconds with us at the restaurant. Who the fuck you think you are? I can be friends with Shawn. I don't owe you anything. Ok? I didn't sleep with him. Nothing is going on. Just get the fuck off my back" oh my god. Sometimes she is just the worst. Who the hell she thinks she is? I can talk to Shawn and be close to him. she went to kiss Brad and now I need to be carful?! Yeah right.

"Wow, ok relax. I'm just..." she takes a moment to think. "You broke the girl code" she says WHAT? Is she serious?!

"Brittney I'm done with this shit. You want Shawn? than go and tell him how you feel. But if you are not going to do a move someone else will do a move first. And than you'll loose him, you can't tell me to back off and you are doing nothing but making sure I'm backing off. Get a life" I say and I go to my room and I lock the door.

She is knocking on the door. I'm not going to open the door for her. Fuck her. I just need a few seconds to relax. And also I want her to go.

"I'm sorry. Come on. Open the door" like hell I will open the door. She fucking brought my ex to my birthday party dinner, and than she's accusing me for braking the girl code? I mean? It's my fucking birthday. Just let it go already.

After a few minutes Brittney stopped knocking on the door and I heard the main door slamming. A few seconds later, "Hey are you ok?" Shawn knocked on my door.

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