The Player Games (Dana Vaughns Love Story)

Chapter Seventeen

The next day, it seemed like Dana was avoiding me. He had Will come and get me this morning, and stood with his other friends in the morning too.

Now, I'm at lunch searching the room for him. He has been no where in sight, and skipped the classes we had together before then. To say I am not in a mental state to focus on the right things was an understatement, because the only thing on my mind at the moment is Dana.

Dropping my salad that was on the tray, down onto the table where I usually sit, my eyes land on the person in front of me seat.

"What are you doing here?" I say, glaring slits at the girl in front of me. Her pink nail polished fingers pull out a tomato, and I glare further at her. She crosses her legs, her mini skirt sliding up her tan leg. "Just wondering what happened between everyone's favorite couple," Kayla says sarcastically, doing a gesture with her hand. "How come lover boy hasn't been hanging near you?" I roll my eyes, slapping her hand as she tries to take another tomato. She smirks. "Nothing, he just wanted to hang out with his other friends," I lie. I really wanted to know why too. But I wasn't going to tell her that. She fakes a gasp, putting her right hand up to her mouth. Her eyes wide, she slowly puts her left hand to my arm. "You didn't tell him about the thing, did you?" Her slap her hand away again, picking up my salad. "Keep your whorey self out of Dana and I's business," I say, turning around. "I can tell him for you," She calls out, just before I begin to walk away. I turn back around, sending a fake smile her way, and getting closer. "I'd like to see you try."

Before I turn back around, I pour the salad on her head, wasting my lunch. "Oops, that slipped," I say, dropping the tray down. "Don't let your words slip, babe." I turn back around, to come face to face to Dana. I glare at him too, as I hear Kayla shuffling from behind me. "About time you show up, huh?" I say, pushing past him.

Kayla always shows up at my lowest points, just to make me even lower. She just pokes up at me with a stick with an edge as sharp as my past and the comebacks of the most witty girl you find.

"Arizona!" Dana's voice calls out, but I ignore him, finding the closest door near me and hiding in the room. I close the door behind me, pressing my back against the door. Biting my lip, I fell down on the door, pushing my knees up to my chest.

Where is my sister when I need her? If it wasn't for Kayla's stupid brother, she would still be here. She would be here to hug me when I feel down, and make me laugh when I need someone to laugh with. I sigh to myself, wiping off the unwanted tears on my face.

I sigh at my dramatic self once again, standing up. I needed to visit her today.

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I found myself in front of my sister, after walking home from school, and more importantly Dana.

The rest of the school day, I had ignores everybody but the girls and Will. Dana had tried to talk to me, but I would push him away everytime.

So now I stood in front of my sister.

Well, the grave of my sister. Dead roses laid on the grave, as I placed a new one down. The engraved words on the grave stated the words that said:

Bailey Naveen; Loving Daughter, Sister, and Friend. Forever May She Rest In The Hearts Of All Those She Had Touched.

I was the closest to my sister. We spent most nights talking and would have more laughs then ever. She went too fast. And I only had Kayla's brother to blame.

"I love you," I say, tears already pouring on my face. "I miss you. And I need you. A lot. And you may or may not here this but just in case you do, I want you to know that I don't hate you for leaving." I pause a little, swallowing hard. "I hate myself for letting you leave," I whisper.

"Who is in there?" A voice says behind me, and I jump. I turn around quickly to reveal the boy I was trying to avoid all day. My eyes widen at the sight of him, and I shake my head, "What are you doing here?" He sighs, going to my side and looking down at the gravestone. "I may or may not have followed you here," He says, his eye brows furrowing at the gravestone. "You followed me?" I say, glaring at him. "Why the hell would you do that?" He shrugs. Nodding at the grave. "Who is it?" Even though I was angry at him at the moment, I had to answer him. "My sister," I answer. He turns around facing me, and pulls me into a hug.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you today." Is all he said. And maybe it was the hug or the fact that I was mentally tired at the moment, but that was all I really needed to hear.

(A/N SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER OMG. BUT I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT PROGRESS REPORTS ARE TOMORROW AND I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT I HAVE ALL A'S FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. AND I WOULD ALSO LIKE YO ANNOUNCE THAT I LOVE YOU ALL OKAY. OKAY)