Appear // Becknessa and Veckett Story

Oh no

Beckett walked into the studio and looked at me, we were alone. No words were spoken, but it felt like we were communicating. 

"I trusted you," I whispered while shedding a tear.

"I know, but I never of his intentions with Carly," he said stepping towards me.

I stepped away and put a hand forward, "Dont do this Beckett, please. You don't care about me. Admit it, then it'll all be over."

"What did you tell me on July 12 at 10:32 PM?" he said lifting his hands up.

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

"I don't know

"What did you tell me at the mall?"

"I said a lot at the mall."

"When we were in PacSun, what did you say?" he questioned.

"I forgot."

"Would a person who didn't care, remember what shirt you liked or that you said 'he was the rain I never needed.'?"

"I-"

"Exactly, moe look you mean a lot to me, I'm sorry you had to see the fiasco win me, Carly and Anderon. But can we stop the shots for a second?"

"Beckett," I started, "Strike one is a warning, strike two is the end."

"What?"

"I told you this on July 17 11:35 a.m. you don't think I care?! Well obviously I do, and even more obvious that I care a heck a lot more than you did those two months, so just walk away and say you hate me."

"Hate you? What the heck?"

"Say it so I'll stop hating myself."

"If I did it wouldn't be true," he said.

"Oh cut the crap you're side is Anderson. Stay there" I yelled, "And no offense I'd rather hurt you than me get hurt again." 

I walked away from Beckett and threw myself onto a bench pretending I've been stretching the whole time, as students walked in.

Needless to say first class wasn't the best, I made no contact with C, and definitely nothing with Beckett. 

Once class was dismissed I ran over and pulled my romper up and ran out of class. I talked to no one, only Sasha. But I most definitely wished it was Beckett. Wait a second, am I catching feelings for Beckett Bradstreet? Oh no.