In Return For - B.Gray

17 | girls night

-b l a k e-

Would cops believe me if I told them I pushed a girl because she was being clingy as fuck? Probably not, right?

Well then I need another way to get this clingy redhead of my arm.

Partying was never in my plan today, I really didn't want to. But then everything with Brynn sort of convinced me that I needed to.

Earlier today, I would've been the happiest person alive. I had my passing grade to let me play, and I had my girl. Then, when I almost accidentally blurted out 'I love you' to her, that is when I realized how far we actually were.

How far I was from getting her.

Almost saying that showed me the truth. That I love Brynn Kelsey, with everything in my body. But she wouldn't love me back. She would never.

Saying that showed me how far I actually was from the reality. I was just living in a fantasy world where I could believe that if I told her I love her, she would date me, love me back.

Then I snapped back into reality.

And that led me to being at the Red. Like I said, tonight was not my mood to party. Well, I never went to parties, not since I met Kelsey.

But this was the only place I knew for sure I wouldn't see her, so I could take a break from all the stupid feelings that would erupt in body when I saw her beautiful golden hair, her dazzling eyes, her tiny body that would fit right into my hands so perfectly.

See this is what I mean! She isn't even here and I'm fantasizing about having her. I groan.

"Dude, you good?" Bryce asks from beside me. "Yeah, just something else,"

"Kelsey?" He asked and I frowned. Was I that obvious. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean, you've been down all day, even at practise. I figured you would be happy, but I should've known you'd be thinking about Kelsey. It sucks to see you like this man," he says and I nod.

"It sucks to feel like this. That I can't fucking do shit about it, and the biggest problem is I love her, but can't tell her," I let out.

"You love her?" He asks, shocked with a small smile.

"Yeah, too fucking much." with that leaving my mouth, Bryce's small falters.

"Then you might want to check this out," he points to the floor where everyone is dancing to the blaring music.

When I turn back to face it, I see where Bryce is pointing to. There was Brynn.

Her golden hair was shining brightly on her small, tight black dress that hugged every small curve of her body. And what made it ten times worse, another fucker had hands on my girls hips.

He was fucking touching her. "Holy fucking Hell tell me this isn't real," I feel my fist tighten and my jaw clench.

"It's real, Lila is also there, but with another guy," Noah says adding on to conversation as he steps up to where Bryce and I were standing and watching the scene in front of us.

Some guy, was holding my girl as he danced with her? Oh fuck no that's not happening.

His hands were roaming around her body, then to her hair, then whispering something in her ear, followed by a kiss near her ear.

Fuck fuck fuck this wasn't happening.

But most importantly, how is she here? And then it clicked.