B L I N D M E

chapter seven

// chapter seven //

Warning ⚠️: cursing, smut.

It had been a week since the, Amelia saying to me she still had feeling, event happened. I wasn't an lesbian. I didn't like girls, but she did. I didn't want to hurt her but I can't help that I don't find interest in her like that.

I would cry every single day. Because I decided to be distant from her. I didn't want to but I knew if I hanged out with her more, it would hurt her more.

Timothee would notice me acting different from his vision of me. He didn't know me. We weren't friends. Yet we share glances like we have something between us. I really liked him, by his appearance, I didn't know his personality. I didn't like a fuck boy but this boy on the other hand, made me feel some different way.

I bit my lip like I was a vampire when he glanced at me. He'd smirk and go back to what he was doing. I just wish he would stare at me, all day.

Today I decided to break the sexual tension from us. I saw him at his locker, he saw me and smirked. I smiled and walked up to him. "Hi fuck boy." I said. His smile was not smiling, his eyes weren't shiny like they were. I could tell he was offended of what I said.

"Is that what you think of me?" He said, looking at me seriously.

God he was so sexy when he was serious. He could be pretty, cute, hot, and sexy at the same time. It made me want to do the opposite of nice.

I didn't answer. I just stood there in shock that he would take offense. Why was what that offensive. Everyone would literally say he was a fuck boy. But it was offensive when I said it.

Amelia walked up and turned me around harshly.

"What the fuck Amelia!" I shouted catching everyone's attention.

That's when Avery came under Timothee's arm. I looked at her very curious. But Amelia pushed me into the lockers.

"why the fuck are you talking to him?" She said to me.

I grabbed her and reversed it. She was now pushed on the lockers. I tripped her and she banged her head against the locker.

"I talk to who I want! Why can't you understand I'm not that? Huh? FUCK OFF!" I said, I was going to punch her when Alejandro picked me up.

"Stop let me go! Let me go!" I said to him begging for him to put me down so I can finish her off.

She pissed me off, and I couldn't help it.

"Please." I said cracking my voice. I was crying. He let me down, and stood there in shock. I slid down the lockers and put my head in my arms and cried.

Avery pecked Timothee and walked down to my level. She did it when I raised my head.

Amelia got up and sat next to me. Avery sat on the other side of me.

Timothee stood there in shock. Why was she so strong? She looked so hot pushing her like that. But she made me feel like I was guilty for getting back with my ex. Why did she make feel that. She made me feel love. It was a long time, and we didn't even have a right conversation.

"look." Timothee said.

He walked up in front of Avani and took her hands into his. He got to feel her soft hands, that smelled like Vanilla. She smelled like a Vanilla Candle.

"You will be okay. You don't need anyone, but you decide to. You are okay. Your doing just right." Timothee said as I started to cry more.

I got up and left the room. I left school. I didn't go back home. I roamed the streets. I finally found this bar. I needed alcohol right now. I wasn't gonna become my father, I just needed something to make me feel better.