Chapter 7

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I walked into school a couple of days later and see Blake and his friends standing by their lockers. I give a gentle smile at Blake and walk past them again.

"Hey Cara, wait up." I turn to see A.J. chasing after me. I roll my eyes. "What?" I say crossing my arms. "I was wondering if I could talk to you." I look past him and see Blake looking straight at us. "What's up?" I say with a straight face. His brown eyes look directly into my eyes. "I miss you." He inched closer, I put my hand on his chest. "No." "C'mon Cara, I love you."

"I did love you too. I loved you so much I couldn't breathe. You consumed my entire being, and that's why I let you treat me the way you did. I don't know what you got out of destroying me time after time, but I hope you don't put anyone else through that." I say backing away a couple of inches. Not letting the tears escape.

"I waited for you. I gave you chance after chance and I left you with every last goddamn thing I had. And you took it all without a care in the world. I tried to hang on because I thought you were worth it. But one day, I just stopped wanting it, I didn't want to hear 'I miss you' anymore. Although I hope you fucking miss me. Once I would have given my last breath for you to say that. I hope you see me so fucking happy that I look like I'm about to explode, and I hope it kills you. I hope you drop to the floor and feel like the breath is being sucked out of you and you realize what you gave up. Because I gave you the world and I kept fighting long after I should have stopped. You don't deserve that. Fuck you." I say finally letting the tears fall. I looked around at the crowd that formed around us. My eyes go directly to Blake. He gives me a big smile. I look down.

"I thought I was the one that didn't deserve you. I thought you were too good for me. But I now realize I'm the one that's too good for you. I hope I'm always going to be the one that got away." With that, I walk away and head towards first period.

Handsome; I just want to tell you how proud of you I am.

I smile.

Me; Thank you. I just hope you see me and A.J. are done.
Handsome; I know.

I stuff my phone back in my back pocket.

My rant to A.J. is the talk of the school today. I didn't mind. I had a lot of guys come up and try to talk to me, but none of them was Blake Gibbs.

Why not?

Why are we still a secret?

1 month.

My heart shatters realizing the length of time that Blake and I have been sneaking around.

I walk into second period the next day. I hear Seth talking to Claire. "So I think Blake has a girlfriend." He laughs to Claire. "What makes you think that?" She asks.

"Every weekend this month he's made up some dumb excuse to miss a party. He's always texting some rando named Pretty Girl in his phone. I just haven't figured out who. I know it's someone in our grade and he always sees her in the hallway." He whispers to Claire.

My heart immediately goes haywire. I grab my phone trying not to look suspicious, even though I don't think they would ever speculate me.

Me; I need to talk to you pronto.
Handsome; What class are you in?
Me; Base - Composition.
Handsome; I'm in Chemistry meet me by the stairs in 3 minutes.
Me; Will do.

I quickly ask Mrs. Base to use the restroom. She hands me the hall pass. I gladly take it.

I look around waiting for Blake. I hear footsteps rushing down the stairs. I pull him under them, "Seth knows. He doesn't know it's me. But he knows you're talking to someone." I whisper. He huffs running his fingers through his gorgeous brown hair. My heart goes a little erratic at the image.

Focus Cara...

"Blake..." I whisper. "I'll set them straight okay?"

Not exactly the words I wanted to hear.

"Okay..." I trail off.

I go to walk away. "What's wrong?" He grabs my elbow stopping me.

"Blake, I want to tell people."

He sighs, "I do to Babe. But not yet okay?" I roll my eyes. "Okay." I keep short. "I got to get back to class."

"I'll text you later okay?" He says sounding like he's asking for permission. "Okay," I say as I walk away.

I don't know how much longer I can do this. 

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