Choosing You

Chapter 19 💃🏼

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Elise Layton 👠

I don't know where Blake and I stand at the moment. We haven't spoken to each other all week. I feel so let down by him right now. One minute he's inviting me to homecoming and the next he's flirting with someone else. I wonder if it would have made a difference if I'd told him about the trust issues I have because my ex. I'm just not sure it would have.

There is a week until the homecoming dance and tonight is Blake's homecoming football game. Before the game they're going to crown the homecoming king and queen.

I've spent the last few days hanging out with Ben and Ethan at lunch. Daisy's been absent from school and isn't replying to my messages, which I find strange. Maybe she's just too unwell to use her phone though.

Straight after class I travel home with Jack and get ready for the football game. I might not be on the best terms with Blake, but I still want to go along and watch him play.

That's loyalty right there. Something he seems to know very little about.

I put on black skinny jeans, black boots and a red off the shoulder top. I tong my hair into curls, apply my make-up and look in the mirror. For a split second I feel on top of the world, until I realise I should've been wearing my boyfriends jersey. I huff out a breath in frustration.

I refuse to let him dampen my spirits. I want to go and enjoy the game tonight. So I look back at my reflection, stand up tall, put my hands on my hips and tell myself, "You're a badass bit*h who deserves to be treated with respect." I nod to myself in the mirror and walk downstairs to find Jack. My mantra is on repeat in my head.

"Jack!" I call out, walking through the kitchen doorway.

"Over here." He replies and his tone sounds strained. I can't see him, so I follow the direction of his voice. I walk around the kitchen island and find him laying across four stools. He's flat, with his arms to his sides and his head straining to stay up at the end.

"Erm, what exactly are you doing?"

"I got bored waiting for you to get ready, so I'm trying out planking."

This kid is so stupid.

"How's the planking working out for you?" I bite my bottom lip and raise my brows.

"I think I might be injuring the muscles in my neck." He winces and I shake my head at him.

Jack rolls himself sideways off of the stools, puts his legs down straight onto the floor and his arms outstretched at his sides.

"What do you think of my dismount?" He asks, with his head held high.

"It's great but I'm not sure planking is classed as any form of gymnastics." I laugh at him, as he pouts at me.

"Before we go, I wanted to ask you why I've been driving you too and from school all week." He gives me a half smile and I hate that my younger cousin is looking at me so sympathetically.

"I don't really want to discuss that right now. Can we just go to the game and have fun?" I ask, deflated and he nods lightly.

I hate that I feel so lonely without Blake to speak with and I don't even have Daisy to vent to either.

I messaged Liam last night just so I had someone to talk to. He was really lovely when I told him I don't really have many friends to depend on here. He talked with me for two hours and asked me all about my life back in London. He was fascinated by my tales of big city life and told me he'd love to travel to England one day. I said that maybe in the future I could travel back there with him and be his personal tour guide. He chuckled, telling me he'd keep wishing from now on that it would become a reality.