𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 || a.i

Chapter 32

Rebbeca

I stood there awkwardly, god I hated it when Austin tried to make a move. I'm not into him and will never be, he's just my friend. I looked around to see if anybody saw us, I didn't see anyone but I felt like someone did. I decided to forget it and go back to my lunch table.
I approached them and sat back down, Lauren and my friends seemed to have gotten along well. They all wouldn't shut up about celebrity crushes. I got up and wandered to the back of the school towards the football field. I searched for Michael on the bleachers and spotted him. He sat alone, smoking.

What the hell? Since when does he smoke? I fast walked to him and he saw me, I moved my arms back to front to make me go faster. I heard Michael chuckle as I walked up the bleachers. I glared at him "what the fuck" I said and crossed my arms, he looked surprised at me "what did I do now?" He laughed, he seemed unusually cheery like vibrant. I studied him, he wore that stupid jean jacket that he almost always wore everyday and his usual black skinny jeans with his white converse. He had on the grey beanie that I liked seeing him in, I never tell him that but I like how it looks on him.

"Um, this" I said signaling to the cigarette in his hand, he nodded "Ooh I see. You want one?" He asked beginning to pull his pack out and offering me one. I looked at them in disgust and slapped the pack away, falling out of his hands and flying across the bleachers. "What the hell, I'm offering you one" he said, "I don't want your nasty cancer stick, and since when do you smoke!" I burst out, taking him by surprise. "Chill, Melaine got me into these. They aren't that bad, they feel relaxing" he said, I shook my head in disappointment. I didn't like the influence Melaine had on Mikey.

"You aren't the smoking type" I spat, he rolled his eyes "okay mom" he chuckled, I took the cigarette and dropped it on the ground crushing it with my shoe. "Don't smoke it's bad please" I said as I sat next to him and hugged his arm. I laid my head on his shoulder "tell me you'll stop" I said, he didn't answer. I was about to say something until he cut me off "I'll try" he said. I closed my eyes, this felt nice. His scent and the feeling of his body, I didn't realize that Mikey had leaned his head closer to mine. I smoothly pulled away, once I realized there was too much touching.
"Are you doing anything after school?" I asked him, I needed to make sure that he'd have a distraction for him in case he did see me get in a car with Ashton. "Yea, but not until later" he said, I raised a brow "what do you mean later" I asked, he looked at me with a funny expression "Melaine invited me to a party, I told you about this over FaceTime" he chuckled. I remembered, "right! Melaine and the party" I tried my best to smile.

I got a weird vibe off of her, and the most unusual thing happened next because she appeared. Melaine, that weird pink girl, the one thing I liked about her was her hair only. It was cool and curly, her sense definitely was out there. It was something I would never wear but kudos to her for going out like that. She walked up the stairs, I looked over at Mikey to see him smiling at her. Did Mikey like her? I felt a pang of hurt that he didn't tell me about Melaine. "Hey Michael" she smiled back, she sat down next to him. Not even a hi to me or even a glance, Melanie and Mikey began making their own conversation and for the first time in my life I felt what it was like to be a third wheel and I hated it.

I got up and walked away without a word, I heard Mikey yell my name. I kept walking until I felt a hand grab my arm gently, it was Mikey. I looked at him sternly. "Are you good? You kinda just dipped back there" he said, I nodded "yea I was just giving you space between you and her" I smiled, he grinned. "We're just friends and you'll always be my best one." He said, I smiled cheekily at him staring into his eyes as he pulled me into a hug. I peeked a little but discreetly under Mikey's arm and saw Melaine sitting back at the bleachers, arms crossed and with an annoyed expression. Mikey let me go and I made my way back into the cafeteria.

Ashton

I saw her walk into the cafeteria again, I wasn't sure if I should be worrying about that Michael, I spied on her from a random bush afar. Taking pictures of her gracious walk, I checked the time. It was only an hour till our date, I realized I wasn't even ready, I was wearing a pair of sweatpants with a black hoodie.

I quickly rushed to my car and raced back to the house I was staying at. I stumbled in and ran upstairs turning the shower on in the bathroom. I washed myself then got out and made my way to the bedroom. I opened the closet to reveal a load of designer brand clothing, I didn't want to be too flashy. I chose a pair of black jeans, a white v neck shirt and a leather jacket. I was never the type to style hair but I tried in this case, as I finished up I started re thinking the relationship Rebbeca had with Michael. Did I need to kill him? I didn't know that was the only thing bothering me. But the way he hugged Rebbeca and the way she looked at him, and how they talk, how they touch, and connect made me extremely pissed. But I had something that Michael didn't, her attention, her body and her love still in the process.

I didn't want Rebbeca looking at other guys like that, I hated him already but if he's just really Rebbecas best friend and only that, I wouldn't need to mess with him. The less people I kill the better chances of me getting caught are low. I finished and sprinted back downstairs and to the car, I checked my phone. There were only five minutes left, I started the car and drove back to her school.

This night was about to be one to remember.

Hey y'all how's ur summer so far? 🥰 also sorry abt the rushed Ashton part, I didn't wanna write a long ass chapter 🙄