WAYWARD 2: PERVERSE (Discontinued)

five

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Luke shouted in front of me as soon as we got out of the bar.

"I wasn't doing anything!" I defended, its true I was just talking with the guy back there, "Unlike you! You were making out with someone in front of me!!" I emphasized.

Everyone walking by was staring at us but I didn't care, this is the first time I didn't care about such thing.

"And you're trying to get even?" He snarled,

"What are you talking about?! I was right there! Waiting for you to talk to me!"

"Well, I'm here in front of you now!"

I was taken aback by how harsh he was. "I'm trying my best here, Luke. I told you that I would explain everything so we can work this out but-"

"What is there to work out on, Scott? Tell me!"

"I was stuck in the middle, Luke, you don't know how hard it was for me to try and tell you all this time. I was supposed to tell you but it didn't end up well, Amber wanted this to happen, why are you blaming me for everything?"

"Because Amber wasn't even part of this fucking relationship! How can I blame her?!"

He was right. "I'm sorry, okay?"

"Do you think there will be a law and police officers if sorry could solve everything?" He growled.

"I uh-I thought we could work this out I was hoping-"

"Can't you see? We will never fucking work out!"

"Tell me you don't want to see me again and I will leave."

"I don't want to see you again" He exclaimed too fast that he didn't even hesitate, he looked away.

I can feel my eyes trying to stop my tears but they couldn't.

"So this is it then, after all we've been thru-"

"This is it." He muttered walking away. "Take care of yourself, Scott"

*

Its been a week.

And all I've done is rot in Connor's couch. I've been living here since then. Its Sunday and I don't have work to do.

Connor's out to get some groceries and I'm just here, letting the black bags make a permanent residence under my eyes.

I haven't slept really well and its obvious that I lost a lot of weight.

The week was composed of me catching up with my homework and driving Connor and myself to work.

I heard soft knocks on the door, it was Amanda.

Calum, Ashton and Amanda made Connor's apartment a hangout that's why Connor had to go grocery shopping all the time because those three wouldn't stop visiting me here and eat all the food they can rummage.

"What's in those paper bags?" I exclaimed as she sat herself beside me on the couch.

"Our costumes."

"Costumes?"

"Yeah! There's going to be a Halloween party tonight!"

"No. I'm not going Amber is going to be there, Travis is going to be there and-"

"Its a Halloween party! Who cares?! And besides, I bought our costumes and you need to get out and get a life" She sighed, "I spent $75 on your costume" She pouted making me feel guilty.

"You didn't have to do this" I rolled my eyes.

"Please?"

"Its November 15! Halloween is over!" I protested,

"As long as its November, its still Halloween!" She scoffed, "Now, get dressed!"

I hated how I look like, "You sure I look okay?" I whined, "I don't really want to go. I'll just stay home, I'll be fine"

"You look hot and stop sulking you're better than that! Its not the end of the world you have to let loose!"

"I just cant-"

"He's not the only guy in this world, besides he told you that he doesn't want to see you again right?" She exclaimed popping her lips on the mirror after she bathe it with pink shimmery lip gloss, "Show him what he's missing"

Amanda is right. I need to shake it off, I need to let loose. I should stop beating myself up. One week of being horrible to myself is enough. Its just s boy Phoebe, you can get over it.

I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror. "I'm moving on"

"Yes! Yes you are!" She giggled.