WAYWARD - L.H

fifty three

(Lana Del Ray's Summer Time Sadness was on repeat as I write this chapter lol I'm obsessed I know!)

"Thanks for the ride" I mumbled, shutting Ashton's truck's door.

"Yeah, sure" He answered before driving off.

Wednesday morning and I'm sure as fucking hell that I am not up for psychology class.

"Morning everyone!" Our professor greeted as after placing all her files on the table.

I took a seat at the back and tried to fight myself from dozing off when with all the fucking luck someone sat beside me.

"You going to the party?"

I nodded not minding who's the female talking to me. Like I give a shit.

"Oh cmon! you can't look at me now, Lukey? we hooked up a thousand times!"

And that's what hit me, it was Quinn.

"What are you doing here?" I whisper shouted,

"I'm studying, genius. What does it look like?" She taps the end of her pen on her notebook trying to not make too much noise.

"You're not even in this class!" I tried not to make my voice loud,

"I am, do you want me to show you my registration form? what are you? class security?"

"Never mind" I scoffed,

The class only started but I kept wanting it to be over, I hate the fact that the time is being slow and Quinn fucking Morris is beside me giving snide comments while our professor is trying to explain things, I hate the fact that I am not yet fucking sober with what duck head Travis told me.

Flashes of Scott kissing that Connor shit plays inside my mind, she moaning his name! I can feel it again, like the oxygen is being sucked out of my lungs, my chest being crashed trampled on by a bulldozer, my pals are starting to sweat as I try to shake the horrid thoughts out of my head but I can't it just keeps in coming and its getting fucking worse by the minute.

The school bell ring and I couldn't wait to get away from here.

I hurried my way to the halls but I found myself calling Quinn.

"Quinn!" My voiced echoed the hollow halls.

"Now you need me?" She chuckles.

-

PhiRiahouse looks much better than DeltaPsibut still both sororities are bitches!

I'm lying down on Quinn's bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

WhatisScottuptotoday?

I shook my head as her name crosses my mind.

"Stop moving!" Quinn ordered making me realize that she was straddling me, I almost forgot that she was here with me.

I sighed, "Okay."

I can feel her rubbing me, up and down but why am I not in the mood.

I hear her unzipping me but I didn't move, this is why I called her out in the first place, if maybe she could distract me for an hour I could forget about everything.

I never should've fell inlove, I knew back then that love wasn't for me.

// flashback //