Chapter 10

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Abby's p.o.v

"I'm sick of you!" I yelled at Britney.

She has been complaining about me talking to ashton. She claims that it will ruin my reputation and if I'm no longer popular, than neither is she. I feel as though she has only used me this entire time.

"You can't just leave me. I'm you're best friend," she spat back.

"Oh, you think you're a 'friend'? You're nothing but lies. All you are doing is using me and I know it. I'm done," I said to her.

I was trying to be as nice as I could but the anger built up inside me was just exploding.

"Guys I don't want to have you two fight. But Britney, Abby has a point," Vicky defended me.

"Fine. This isn't going anywhere. Have fun ruining your social stasis," Britney said and walked away.

"Fuck my social status!"

Vicky and I walked to the lunch room together. I feel betrayed. I can't trust anyone.

"What's wrong?" Ashton asked me as I walked passed him eating lunch alone.

"It-it's nothing," I lied, trying to hold back my tears.

"It doesn't seem that way. Do you want to sit down?" He asked me. I could tell he cared. Maybe there is someone I can trust.

I looked at Vicky for assurance and she just shrugged her shoulders. I decided to take a seat. Vicky wanted to eat out for lunch, so she left me here with ashton.

"What happened?" Ashton asked me, looking into my eyes.

"Um, well I'm just so done with everything. I'm sick of the way my so called 'friend' treats me. I'm sick of how everyone judges me, whether it's good or bad. I don't even care anymore," I replied.

"Is that why you're sitting with me? Cause you don't care what anyone thinks. I know they are judging you right now," he told me. He was a little hurt.

"I actually think you're the only person I can trust. You kept my secret," I answered.

"Okay. If it makes you feel better, you can come to the band practice after school?" He said and scratched the back of his neck, as a nervous gesture.

I immediately cheered up. I love his band.

"I would love to," I told him.

"Great. I'll meet you outside the school once the bell rings?" He asked.

"Sounds good."

I could see a few people looking at the two of us. I know we are total opposites. Yet I feel like we are exactly the same. People just don't know who we really are.

End of Chapter 10

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