Forever His✔️ - EDITING

Jealousy.

It's Monday morning. I get ready, go downstairs and have breakfast. I decide to wait for Rosalio since he's my ride to school. I know I could get my own car but I'm not ready for that responsibility.

About a minute later, I get a text from Levi.

Levi💕:
Got a ride to school?
I'm coming over to pick you up.

Me:
I'll be waiting😙

I reply his message and the others as well. A few minutes later, I hear a car honk. I pick my bag, leaving a note where Rosalio is sure to see it this time and step out.

Levi stands beside his car. This is different from the one he drove me home with. He's also rich but not as loaded as Oswald. Thinking of him makes me sad so I brush it off and take in Levi's appearance.

He's wearing a white top with a black leather jacket, some dark black jeans and Nikes. He really knows how to rock a dress. I'm in a simple crop top with a high waisted jeans and my kicks. I love those kicks.

I catch him checking me out and blush. He didn't compliment me though. Oswald would have. I try to get Oswald out of my head so I draw closer to Levi and kiss him. He seems taken aback but kisses back anyway.

We pull away and I look at the driveway to see what I think is a familiar car pull away. It might have been in my imagination. He wouldn't be here, would he?

OSWALD'S POV:
I wake up really early today. I haven't been getting any sleep lately because any time I close my eyes, she's all I can picture.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about her.

I decide to go over to her place to pick her up. I take an apple as breakfast and set off.

I get to her driveway and see another car there. It isn't Rosalio's so I assume it's her parent's. But then I see Levi. I wonder what he's doing here.

I stick around to see what happens. Suddenly, Rosy walks up to him and kisses him. He kisses back. I'm shocked, disappoint and hurt.

Shocked because I thought Rosy felt something for me. Guess I was wrong.

Disappointed because Levi knew how I felt about her but still kissed her back.

Hurt because I really liked her. Very much. I have never liked anyone that way before.

But most importantly I was jealous. Jealous that she chose him over me. Jealous that I couldn't be as good as him for her to like me. Jealous because he's the perfect guy for her. I was just an obstacle obstructing them.

I sigh and leave her driveway, heading to school. I go to my locker and pick the books I need.

English is my first class and I share it with her and Levi as well. I stood by my locker taking books out when I heard whispers around me.

"OMG that clumsy nerd just scored more points. Moving from the rich guy to the bad boy in less than a month" a girl I recognize as Ashley says.
I turn around and see Rosy walking hand-in-hand with Levi.

It annoys me so much that I had to look away. I'm dreading having my locker close to hers. She walks to it, totally ignoring me while Levi lets out a "sup bro"

I just nod not willing to talk because I don't know the rubbish that would come out. She takes her books out of her locker and intertwines their fingers.  I just stand their burning with jealousy.

They move to his locker and he picks his books too. Then they walk off. The bell rings and I sigh. I walk over to my English class and take my usual seat. Rosy doesn't take hers in front of me. Instead she sits two seats behind me, beside Levi.

Throughout the lesson, she doesn't seem concentrated. From time to time, Rosy lets out a tiny cute giggle while Levi smirks at her.

"The word on board now is Maxim. Who can provide us with the synonym?  Miss Williams?  How about you?"

"Oh umm..." she looks on the board for the word but seems to be a little short of synonyms so I jump in for her.
"A saying or an adage" I say. The whole class turns to look at me shocked. I never answer questions in class even if they are directed to me.

"That's correct Russo" of course it is.  He asks another student for the meaning of the word and I look back to see she's more focused now. I turn my attention back to the class. When lessons were over Mr. Baker asked to see her.
She told Levi to take the lead. I didn't want to raise eyebrows so I waited outside.

When he was done, she walked out a little worried. I pulled her with me into an empty classroom.

"What the heck Oswald?" she shouts at me. I ignore it.

"I'm absolutely okay if you want to stay away from me because you think my dad is right but did you really have to get together with Levi? What did I do wrong? Did you feel nothing at all for me?"

"Last time I checked Oswald I never told you I liked you so I'm a free woman to be with whomever I please" she says annoyed and frees her hand from mine. I didn't realize I was still holding it.

Those words hurt me more than she would ever know but I know my face depicted hurt. She just looked away and left the classroom.

I couldn't sit to see those two so I decided to have my lunch in the library instead. I couldn't eat a thing. Her words kept replaying in my head and it hurt the more I remembered it.

I decided to skip the other classes because I shared most of them with either her or Levi or both. I couldn't stand it. So I went home.

I know they say boys don't cry but I do. I cry when I let my walls down only to have my heart shattered into pieces by another girl.

I used to attend a fancy academy for arts but then I met this girl. Her name was Freda Lopez. She captured me and got me so tied up in her 'love' just for my money. I really believed she loved me so I let down my walls for her but she broke me. She cheated on me with my best friend. That hurt me the most. I couldn't stand seeing her everyday with my best friend so I started skipping class and my grades started to drop that's why my dad moved me to Primewood High and that's why he didn't want me to get close to Rosy. He knew this would happen.

But it's kinda all his fault. If he didn't bud his nose into my business, I would probably still be with her. I didn't want to drown in my sorrow anymore. I don't resort to alcohol for comfort.

I get to my room and pick up my guitar. I begin to strum to a random beat. I ended up playing the song I wrote when I first met her. Everything keeps reminding me of her.

So I put the guitar down and decide to listen to music instead. What If I Told You A Story by Shawn Mendes started to play. It only reminded me more of my situation. Gosh, I hate my life.

I turned the music off, took a shower and decided to scroll through Instagram. I ended up going to her page and scrolling through her pictures. She was the definition of beautiful. That only reminded me of the fact that I can never have her.
I sigh, put my phone aside and drift into sleep.

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