This will be my last update, I apologise.
I will update whenever I can
I had to go to an xmas party
mum told me to be festive
so i dressed up as a xmas pudding
i was the only who was even remotely festive
i felt like such a gimp
apologies that this is short
and also apologies the past chapters have mainly focused on Reece
but stand with me, it will get better in the upcoming chapters.
anyway, enjoy C:
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"Why the fuck did you lie to me and my friends?" Rosie confronted me alone. I stumbled at her sudden burst of anger.
"W-what?" I questioned, stuttering.
"You told me that Reece and you were going to prom together." She reminded me. I sighed, flicking my hair away from my face. Rosie placed her hand on her hip and pursed her lips, waiting for my response.
"I don't know." I shrugged, placing myself down onto a blue plastic chair.
"Why did you lie?" She repeated, taking a few steps closer to me. "I wouldn't have cared if you had been straight to me, and admitted that you didn't have a prom date. But telling us you were dating Reece, and then dragging him into this, it was a bit of a bitchy thing to do. Especially when Reece doesn't even like you." She stated, her eyelashes batting down.
Reece didn't like me? Wow that hurt. The person I had trusted and become friends with didn't even like me. Maybe it was because of yesterday, how I had suddenly grown so confident around him, speaking to him a lot more than I had done. This is the reason why I didn't speak, I didn't want to come across as attached or clingy. I simply was quiet, whether people liked it or not. I wasn't exactly brought up the best. I hadn't ever gathered the social skills that I needed, to get through life. My parents had never taught me about how to approach people. They never brought people around to our house, it was always just them. Often they went out and socialized with colleges, but I cannot ever recall having anyone around to our place.
I didn't know how to respond to Rosie's statement. Tears weren't a good option, but I suspected that they would soon approach, making me look like a loser in front of Rosie, who would tell everyone how sad I was. Being told that your friend doesn't like you, it fucking hurts, and the only solution was crying. I just wanted her to leave right now, but I knew she wouldn't. Only unless the bell went, or something extraordinary happened, causing her to leave.
I wanted to talk to Reece, but then again I didn't. If in fact he didn't like me, then I'd give him the pleasure of not being around him and not talking to me. But I needed to know if Rosie was speaking the truth. Rosie had never exactly been horrible to me, and I hadn't been nasty to her, so why would she tell me something like that? To hurt me? Maybe she was trying to prize me away from boys, so she could have them all for herself. Then that would leave me alone, again. Maybe she was jealous of my friendship with the boys, and she wanted them back again. She has the ability to get with Charlie, and she most probably knows I fancy him. I wasn't exactly being discrete about my crush on him. She'd then go to prom with him, and rub it in my face, making me jealous, and feel completely worthless. She was stronger than me, and she could quite easily crush me. She was popular, and she knew my weak points.
Charlie being one of them.
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The day was completed. I hadn't communicated with the boys today, nor Darcy. I knew they were going to attempt to talk to me on the bus, that's just how they were. They knew when I was upset, like today, and they would try to cheer me up, and normally they succeeded. Just seeing their faces made me feel warm inside.
I hopped onto the bus, flashing my bus pass to the driver, who nodded in acknowledgment. I resumed to my usual front seat, and sat beside the window, gazing aimlessly outside, watching the pupils in the bus park.
I noticed the boys underneath the tattered bus shelter, with a faded advertisement, attempting to promote innocent smoothies. The boys were waiting for something or someone, they looked bored and fed up. I cranked my head to get a better look at what they were waiting for.
That's when I felt my heart shatter. I couldn't help but stare, envious of her. I felt like running and crying. She was blaming me for lying, but there Rosie is snogging Charlie.
Fuck off does she not like him.
A salty solution slid down my cheek. I covered my face, not wanting to show my weakness off to anyone on the bus. I allowed the tears to fall, squeaking occasionally. I felt ridiculous, crying on a bus all due to this one singular person sharing his affection to Rosie. I was jealous of her, I hated her.
I felt a hand as it gently touched my back, gently rubbing it. I sniffed as I wiped away the tears, turning and facing the person who was perched beside me. It was Reece. He gave me a sympathetic smile as he placed himself down on the seat next to me. He wrapped his arms around me as he pulled me in close to his body. The warmth radiating off of him made me feel comfortable in his arms. I welped into his pale blue sweater.
"You don't deserve him Autumn." He whispered in my ear, rocking me back and fourth. "He's a dick Autumn. He doesn't know what he's missing."
