Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

The next 2 and a half months, I was suffering big time. I had to come to school and watch Carson with Maisie everyday like everything was okay. I haven't talked to Wyatt since I basically cut him off and I had to spend my time third wheeling it with Cole and Violet. Which was gross most of the time because they were practically dating now. Everything in my life was boring and this was not how I wanted to spend my senior year. It was already the middle of November and I wasn't doing anything worth while.

It was the end of the school day and I was just closing my locker while Maisie walked up to me. I don't know why she was here. She already had Carson, what more could she possibly want from me? I wasn't going to be like her and pretend that I like her because I don't. I hate her. She is the gum you step on by accident when you're walking down the street. That's what I picture when I see her face. Out of all the things I've been through these past two months, that was the most satisfying.

"Wow, Savannah, you really let yourself go." She snickered enjoying this moment.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "You got 5 minutes so what do you want?" I asked counting down the minutes in my head.

She went into her bag and pulled out an envelope handing it to me. "I didn't want to do this, but Carson insisted. You and your little friend Violet are invited to my party tonight. Try not to be early. Seriously." She rolled her eyes. "Make sure to look out for Carson and I, buh-bye!" She yelled and walked away.

That girl. I wanted to kill her, but I couldn't pass up a party. It was a great way for me to let my feelings melt away. I really didn't want to see Carson with Maisie at this party though. That was the one thing I wasn't looking forward to. I would need to have a lot of drinks in my system to be able to tolerate her annoyance.

Nevertheless, Cole and Violet were going to come with me, but I didn't want to be around them third wheeling it either. I was pretty much going to be alone at this party and look like a fool. I just had to keep telling myself that it was worth it. It really wasn't though, but I had to keep a positive mind.

I was at Violet's house getting ready for Maisie's stupid party. We were just having regular conversation without Cole being here for once. I missed having girl time with my girl. It feels like forever since we've been alone and able to talk. I was too busy with Wyatt and Carson to make time for her. Aside from when we were in school. This is what I was needing right now.

I was in the middle of curling my hair because I figured why not, and Violet started asking me some serious questions.

"So, Sav, I never knew you were hanging around Wyatt Jones. What's up with that?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

I sighed. Talking about Wyatt was hard. I let him walk away from me like I didn't want him to stay. Truth be told, I did want him too. I missed the little bit of time we spent together. I'd give anything to kiss him again. The way he was always so sweet to me and made days easier than others. I guess I just missed him in general. I was having a crush on someone who wasn't Carson for once and I really liked it. There was no telling how I was able to give that up so easily.

Shrugging my shoulders, I continued to curl my hair as I thought about Wyatt. I wasn't going to lie to her, I had to tell her the truth and be honest about my feelings.

"Violet, I loved talking to him. I loved all the little things about him and his smile. He's the first guy I've liked other than Carson. I-I miss him so much." I poured my heart out to her which was unexpected. It was unexpected because it was about Wyatt instead of Carson.

She looked at me kind of shocked, but then a smile slipped on her face. "Omg, Savannah, you're head over heels for Wyatt!" She screamed happily. "If I were getting all the things you were getting I'd be too. What are you going to do? Why did you let him go? I need to know women!" She was being pretty fierce, but I loved it.

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