Pretty Boy (boyxboy)

Chapter Forty One

The bad thing about living in an inpatient hospital is the lack of cell phone use. I know Nate's heart was in the right place, but he still had no right to say those things to my father. I'm still angry at him, but I don't want him to stay upset with me. I want to make things right, but I can't even text or call him because my cell phone is kept locked up. 

I groan loudly and flop down on my messy bed. I hear Jamie sigh as she enters the room behind me and sits down on the bed next to me. 

"Still worried about Nate?"

"I don't want him to be angry with me." 

"Matty, you can't be so worried about how other people feel towards you. Nate had no right to do what he did. You have every reason to be upset with him."

I sigh.
"Then why do I feel so guilty."

I hear her laugh as she lays down along with me.
"You just have too good of a heart." 

I snort.
"Yeah, I guess."

I hear a knock at my door and Jamie and I both sit up. Derek stands there with a wide grin, nearly bouncing up and down from excitement. 

"Whoa, what's got you so happy?" I ask, smirking. 

He hurries himself into the room and places himself on the floor in front of us, crossing his legs underneath himself. 
"I've got some news."

Jamie grins widely.
"Is it about Jada??"

His smile gets 10x brighter at the mention of her name and he nods quickly. 
"I actually got the courage to ask her out last weekend, and she said yes."

"Nice, mate. What'd you do?" I ask him.

"We ended up seeing a movie when she got off of work Saturday night."

Jamie squeals loudly. 
"That's so cute! How did it go?"

"Really well. I wanted to kiss her when I took her home but I got nervous so I ended up just kissing her cheek."

I grin.
"That's still sweet." 

He nods.
"I'm hoping maybe we can get together again this weekend." 

Jamie sighs contently, pressing her hands onto her cheeks.
"Ah, young love. There's nothing like it." 

Derek and I laugh at her over dramatic antics and he pushes himself up from the floor, stretching. 
"Well I just wanted to fill you guys in real quick. My little brother is coming to visit soon, so I gotta head up to the lobby."

We wave him off as he heads out the door and down the hallway. 
"See you later." Jamie yells after him, before turning to me. 

"All this love is making me want a relationship. Then again, I don't know what I would do with a boyfriend. They seem like a lot of work."

I snort.
"Speaking from experience, I can say that there are a lot more work than their worth sometimes."

"You wanna go to the library or something. Spencer's probably in there." She giggles. 

"Sure." I shrug, standing to follow behind her down the hallway. 

Upon entering, the library seems empty. The only person visible is Miss Porter as she sits at her desk, sending us a nice smile as the door closes behind us. 

"He's probably in his hiding spot." I laugh.

"Probably."

I head toward the many shelves that line the library walls. Spencer always likes to curl up behind the fifth one from the back wall. I've never known why, but if all else fails, I always know where to find him. 

Rounding the corner, I feel nearly every ounce of air leave my lungs in a sudden rush. My feet stop in their place and my blood runs cold. I feel Jamie bump into my back in surprise as I stopped short so quickly. I hear her gasp from behind me as we both take in the sight in front of us. 

Nate's tall figure is towering over Spencer's small body, his hands holding onto his cheeks like he always does with mine, and their lips pressed together. 

I don't know that there is a correct way of describing how this feels. It's like I can physically feel my heart being ripped to bits right in front of me, but no one else can see it. I don't even realize Jamie has left from her place behind me until her short stature is shoving her brother harshly. 

"What the fuck, Nate?" She grits out, teeth clenched harshly. 

I watch as Nate stumbles and he finally turns around. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes are red and glazed. Spencer's face holds a scared expression at Jamie's outburst and he backs away, his back hitting the book shelf behind him. 

I don't know why I'm still standing here. I can hear Jamie yelling but it all sounds muffled, none of it registering in my mind. 

I finally see Nate's eyes meet mine and I watch the color drain from his previously flushed cheeks. 
It isn't until I finally look him in the eyes that I am able to snap out of my trance. I feel my feet backing away from the scene before my mind has even comprehended what I'm doing. He takes a step toward me and I back up even more before turning around and running out of the library, hot tears falling from my eyes.