A/N: Hey All! Hey All! Here is an update, It is VERY short, but VERY important, and some major shit is going down! The next chapter will be much longer, and much more intresting. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think in the comments!
Chapter 42- Pt.1
Previously on TNITTJP
"Look, I want to help you with the Mickey and Scarlet thing. But I don't even know what I am supposed to be helping." I looked outside of the car, we were only a block from my house, he had stopped for this conversation. I looked at him with wide eyes, biting my lip. Should I tell him?
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I searched his eyes, as if they would give me some magical Epiphany that said if I should tell him. I never did well with trust, so I really don't see it working out. Finally, I let out my breath. I hadn't even realized I was holding it.
"I can't." I sighed.
"What do you mean you 'can't'?" He asked, as if he was so shocked that I wouldn't. And I didn't like the way he said 'can't'.
"I mean its personal, and I'm not ready to tell you." I said, trying to reason with him. I didn't want him to think bad of it. He seemed to grow very angry. His eyes flashed. But behind the anger, hurt was the deepest, most raw emotion.
"I don't get you! First 'I'm not here for a bet' but when it comes to actually becoming my friend, then your this cold nerd again. I opened up about my shit! What's so bad, little miss perfect had to grow up all on her own? No daddy, and mommy didn't want you, so she paid someone to want you?" He spat
Hurt, Sadness and Anger. Feelings, I havn't felt in awhile, a long while. I felt it burning deep. Awaking a side of myself I had buried deep. I glared at him, I think it was then he realized what slipped out of his mouth.
"Rot in a steaming pile of shit! You Asshole!" I spat, before he could speak I ripped open the door, slammed the door, and ready to walk home.
"Fella! Look I'm sorry!" Tyler said, driving beside me. "Don't be... so.... You! Stop acting like a child! Everyone messes up. Just forgive me." The softness his voice started in the beginning, but by the end, it was the voice of a no-good, nerd hating jock.
"Fuck you! You want to know why I didn't tell you shit? Because your an ass, I have met plenty of asses. I DONT LET PEOPLE USE ME! That's not who I am. So fuck off, and leave me the fuck alone, you self-righteous, no good football brain, fuck face!" I screamed, the hurt and anger slowly mixing, turning into a blind rage.
" You can wallow and your self-pity and guilt for the rest of your life! I bet the thing that you don't want anybody to know, is you failed a test once! Fuck this!" He yelled, his car screeched the noise grating on my nerves. I glared after him, unable to contain my anger. Ready to rid myself of the burning rage, I turned swiftly on my feet, and headed in the opposite direction of my house. To the Slums.
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***Tyler's POV***
I'm an ass, a complete arrogant, cocky, ass. I had realized it as soon as the words left my mouth. But I couldn't sound like a pussy, so I just kept going. Watching her become more mad, just added to the fuel I was feeling.
Why the hell I had this stupid deal, I should just cancel the whole thing. I mean I told her my story, its only fair she told me hers. And I tell her, she is my friend, and she says nothing. Why the fuck does she not see me as a friend? Was I really so bad? Was it my hair?
Shit! I sound like a bitch. A really girly, insecure bitch. A sexy one, but a bitch. I sighed. I am a dick. I found myself dragging my feet to her locker. But there was no sign of her, I sighed, having to wait until our class in second hour. It was odd, because it was the second to last day before spring break, to important for her to miss. But I was to focused on the fact that I had plenty of time to dread, loosing my balls, and apologizing to a nerd, that I picked on for years.
But when she wasn't there either, Bud and I got worried, and felt even more pissed at myself... When she answered no-one, and Nana said she never came home last night, we were horrified, and scared. When we went searching for her, we were anxious... but when we found her. We were terrified.
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