//you and i\\

eighteen☆

I walk out of the elevator and I head to my room. I insert the key card into my door, open the door and I close the door behind me and head over to my desk to start my homework. I sigh and open up my laptop, log in and pull up all of my assignments. I look at what I have to do in math and raise an eyebrow. I don't understand what any of this means. I grab my phone, go through my contacts, and pull up Harry.

I call Harry and just as I'm about to hang up thinking he's not available, he answers. "Hey, Becca what's up?" I sigh. "I hate to be a pain but is there any way you can help me out with the calculus homework? I don't understand any of it and I'm having a mental breakdown."

"Of course, Becca. Do you want to meet up or I can come to your house?" "We can meet up. How does the library sound?" He laughs. "Sounds good!"

I grab my mini backpack with some money, my key card, my phone and phone charger and head out. I head back downstairs and wave goodbye to Helda and walk to the library. I text Harry I'm on my way and continue walking.

I finally get to the library and sit down at a table and set up my laptop and wait for Harry. "Hey Harry!" I say smiling coming over to side hug Harry. "So what do you need help with?" I laugh. "Everything?" he assumes. I nod and we sit down at my laptop.

He leads me through everything and helps me to make sure I understand. After about a couple hours of practicing the math he lets me try one of the homework problems on my own. I write down the problem and take it step by step. Five minutes later, I let Harry check it. "You got it! And we have another test coming up on this on Friday." I nod. "Thank you so much for helping me. I really do appreciate it. What would I do without you?"

"Fail maybe?" he laughs. "Thank you for being my friend, I really do appreciate it." I say again. He nods. "You shouldn't have to be kicked around and treated like a puppet at school. I'll always be next next to you, I don't believe the stupid rumors that ass hat of Zach spread."

"What did he say specifically?" I ask. "He said you were a whore, an attention seeker. Only cared about yourself, a bitch. Which I think you're the total opposite." I sigh. "Oh and he also said something about when you were dating Tyler you cheated on him with two guys or something." My whole heart drops. Why did Zach bring Tyler into all of this anyway? Was he trying to protect me or was he jealous? "Hey, you okay?" Harry says putting his hand on my shoulder. "I should go.. Thank you Harry, I'll see you later." I say running out. "Becca wait!" Harry yells. I'm already halfway to the hotel and I start crying to myself softly. I run into the hotel up into the elevator. When the elevator hits the second floor I quietly cry on my way to my room shoving past gang members. I shove Z and L out of the way and head into my room.

I get ice cream out of my fridge and cry on my couch with a soft blanket and turn on Netflix. I eat the ice cream and watch Edge of Seventeen.

After a few minutes of crying on the couch I get a knock on my door. I wipe my face and open the door to see L standing outside. "What do you want?" I ask bitterly. "Let me in." L says. I let him in and I shut the door. "What." I say. "Why are you crying?" L asked. "I'm not crying I don't know what you're-" "Don't play stupid with me. Your eyes are red, you have Netflix on, and you have a tub of ice cream on the coffee table." I sigh and hug him. He awkwardly accepts it. His calmness soothes me along with the warm vanilla scent of his shirt. I start crying again. I let go of him. "Do you really want to know?" I ask. "Yeah so I can beat whosoever ass that hurt you." "It's a long stor-" "I don't care."

I sit down on the couch and L sits down next to me. "It all started with last year, when I dated this guy named Tyler. We dated for 6 1/2 months and I honestly thought he was the one." I wipe my face and wipe the tears on my shorts. "I came to surprise him around May at his house because I wanted to see him and when I walked into his room h-he was.." I started crying harder this time. I sniffle and wipe my tears with a tissue. "He was having sex with three popular girls at our school. I ran out and he chased after me and I just kept running. I couldn't talk to him, I couldn't look at him. And then one day I decided to call him. Dumbest mistake I have ever made. He said that it didn't matter. But it did matter. And it wasn't fair. I loved him and he just goes and takes advantage of my trust."

L sat there quietly looking down, clenching his fists. "And he said it was stupid, it was for fun. That they gave him what I couldn't. And then I just lost it. I told him I didn't want anything to do with him, that he was an asshole."

"And just a few days ago I was so stupid and gave him a second chance. I let him in, I let him work with me, I let him hug me, I let him.." I sob and clench the blanket I was holding. "And my friend Zach.." I wipe my face. "My friend Zach has been sober for at least 10 months from drugs and alcohol and his brother made him abuse it and Zach spread rumors and lies about me and Tyler fought Zach and here I am. Getting made fun of at school." L brings me into a hug. "I'm sorry." he said. "You have no reason to. Welcome to Webber all of the bitchy rich kids."