My Crazy Nerd (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 15: Friends

Chapter 15: Friends

Chapter 15: Friends

Audrey started avoiding me again.

And this time, it bothered me.

A lot.

It's almost October.

12 days, 15 hours, 36 minutes, and 28 seconds and I haven't seen her since her "Happy Reunion" with her friends.

I mean, I still get see her at school, but only small glimpses, and when AP Lang in 5th period comes rolling around, she deliberately goes out of her way to ignore me. But that's old news, she had always ignored me with maybe a few glares here and there. But now she doesn't even look at me. Not once during the past week.

But I don't do anything about it.

I don't try to annoy her by staring. I don't try to get her attention. I let her be by herself. I let her have her space and I like to believe it's because I got bored of her, but that's obviously not true. I just don't like seeing her sad, is all. Especially with this huge bruise on my face to trip Audrey into an oblivion of guilt.

Her lack of attention towards me actually stung this time.

It hurt.

Like a tight squeeze on my chest, a slightly painful one.

And I didn't like it at all.

She doesn't come home until I've fallen asleep, which I still don't know how she'd know that, and when I told my mother what happened, she simply sighed and told me to give her some space, which is what I've been doing, really. My mother didn't say anything about the purple bruise on my face, only giving me a knowing look and spreading this familiar cream on my cheek that she used to put on me everytime I trained with my father.

To lessen the pain.

My friends, on the other hand, bombarded me with questions about Audrey's wellbeing.

Not mine.

Audrey's.

Of course, this happened during lunch, but they were practically dying to ask me when they first saw that purple blemish splashed across my cheek.

Did they ask me if I was alright?

No.

No, they did not.

They knew I was fine, afterall.

I do miss Audrey, though.

"And, uh, why the hell should I care?"

I was spewing out all my thoughts to this boy who I grabbed out of the school on a whim when the last bell rang. I disliked him at first, but those feelings had gradually faded and now I felt neutral about him. He's the guy I've been talking to during the past weeks.

"Because you like her too, right? I thought we'd relate on some level."

Ken Doll rolled his eyes and crossed his arm, "I've told you over the past fucking week that I *don't* like Audrey. I just thought she'd be a cool chick to have around. You know? Bad boy with the bad girl." He smirked smuggly, "It sounds hot, right? Plus, it would've boost up my reputation." Then the same smirk drained into a scowl, "But that clearly didn't work and the bitch punched me. Besides, why don't you do all your weird girl talks with your actual friends. I've got my own gang to be with, you pshyco."

I've been forcing him to talk to me by blackmailing him that if he doesn't, I'll tell his pastor dad about his bad behavior since I found out he acts like a good boy around him and he doesn't want to disappoint him. I found this tidbit of information from Alleny's secret folders.