Blinded

#3

Two weeks. It's been two weeks, and Ashley has not once retuned my calls. At school she would give me small smiles that seemed to be forced, as she struts down the halls with her new "boyfriend".

Miles Paterson. A fuck boy, to put it simply. Out of all the boys at school, she had to choose him.

I was confused by my emotions, I was mad, so mad at her for dropping me the second she got the least bit of attention. My brain was consumed by all this anger but it was in a constant fight against my heart. I was concerned, worried out of my mind for her. He wasn't exactly the best guy out there.

He had weird tendencies whenever he was around her. Yes, I watched them from afar, so what? I had nothing else to do anyway, I would sit alone at lunch nowadays.

Miles would never look at her face whenever she would be talking to him. His eyes always focused on whatever skin she was showing. She didn't even notice.

Whenever she would turn around, he would so "discreetly" check her out from behind while laughing with his friends.

Why she didn't notice those little details, was beyond me. It frustrated me, even kept me up at night.

I still cared for her. She was still my best friend, even if she doesn't want me anymore. I wasn't going to stop caring for her because of some stupid phase she was going through.

At least, I hoped it was just a phase.

I had this little hope in me, that this was just temporary. That I would wake up tomorrow morning, and my best friend would be back, and we'd spend time together again, just like we used to. Not anymore.

I opened my locker, trying to get my stuff for the next period. Key word being "trying". This thing really needed to be cleaned up.

"Yeah bro, I think I might get it tonight. She said her parents wouldn't be home, bro." I peeked from behind my locker to see Miles and some of his friends.

I furrowed my brows, listening without them noticing.

"Yo, good for you, bro. But what about Ashley bro?" Some guy with a deep voice asked.

It took me a minute to process what was happening. Was Miles cheating on Ashley?

"Bro Ashley is such a pain in the ass. She won't even give me a blow job, bro. It's been two weeks, and I don't deserve to wait bro. I'm getting bored, although I'm not giving up, those nice juicy lips would look pretty around my-"

I slammed my locker, not wanting to carry on with the eavesdropping.

I was disgusted by the way they were talking. And the amount of the word "bro" in their dialogue added to that.

Is that really what he wants from Ashley? A fucking blow job? He thinks she's just a another one of these hoes he hooks up with? No, that's not my best friend. I needed to tell her.

I was angry. Only if I could see myself, I bet I had smoke coming out of my ears. As much as I looked angry on the outside, my heart was breaking on the inside. I didn't want her to get hurt. That's the last thing I want.

The halls were pretty crowded but I managed to catch a glimpse of her in the distance. I cut through the crowd a lot of "sorry"s and "excuse me"s left my mouth on the way to the other side.