Voodoo Doll

Chapter 65

Carson

I sat down, first and alone again, at our lunch table.

And then I heard the familiar click clack of a certain bitch and her minions heels.

"Great." I grumbled, rolling my eyes and ducking my head.

"I see you, whore!" Isabella shouted.

Nobody noticed how angry she was as she stormed towards me.

She yanked up my hair. "Bitch."

She pulled me up, and I let out a yelp.

And then she threw me back down. "I will get Luke back." She growled, slapping me.

"Even if I have to go through a certain slut."

I leaned away from her as she let out a cackle, and stalked away.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

Anna sat down next to me, smiling.

"You look like crap." She laughed.

"You wouldn't know the half of it." I said, covering up my red stinging cheek.

She rolled her eye as she ate her wrap.

***

Anna beat me home, and only when I got home did I hear yelling.

"Shut up!" Someone sobbed. "Shut up shut up shut up!"

Eyes widening I sprinted towards the yelling.

Bell was the one sobbing, and now Sam and Anna were screaming at each other.

"I'm done!" Sam said. "I know you like her more then me- more than us!"

"I do not!"

"Yes you do!" Bell wailed.

"At least I don't break my boyfriends heart and kiss his bestfriend." Anna snarled.

"We weren't dating when we did that!" Bell sobbed.

Anna's eyes welled up. "But you hurt him! You hurt Carson!"

"So?!?"

"SO?!? SO YOU HURT PEOPLE THAT YOU SAID YOU LOVED!"

Bell turned away. "It's like you like him."

"Maybe I do." Anna spat. "How would that change anything?"

"I thought you liked Ashton?" Sam yelled.

"I don't know!" Anna exclaimed, tears streaming down her face.

I bit my lip. Should I stop them?

Sam smirked. "Now who's the slut?"

Anna smirked. "Me, you douche."

And she walked out.

She walked straight by me, and slammed the door as she walked out.

I looked over at Sam and Bell, who were comforting each other and then at the door.

I turned towards the door, and went after Anna.

Ashton

My mind wasn't on drumming tonight.

It was on Carson.

Her and Harry.

What had they texted each other?

What if she let us for him?

Luke

As soon as Harry came off the stage, I pulled to a corner.

"Hey lad." He grinned.

"Hey Harry. So, I heard about you and Carson."

"Really? She's a great girl. She so beautiful...and she has a great sense of humor."

"I know." I muttered. "She was almost mine."

"I'm sorry, what?" Harry asked.

"Nothing Harry. Congrats. She really is a great girl." I started to walk away. "Make sure you treat her right."

"I promise!" He called after me.

For some reason, I had my doubts.