Whatchamacallit

I wont

You Can't Make Me Love You If I Don't...

Alex's pov

Months went by, and I found myself blocked on everything. Her excuse was, "I'm trying to fix my relationship, and I can't do that with this friendship." In other words, she wasn't going to choose between me and her partner anymore; she chose her without a fight. I didn't say much because, as they say, the way you get them is the way you lose them. Stealing someone away isn't a flex; it's a disappointment. I didn't want to hear her excuses or deal with the drama and assumptions she was making. I didn't want to stalk her, so I stopped checking up on her. I kept trying to get her out of my mind, even though part of me wanted to text her and check on her. But my heart disagreed with that feeling, so I ignored all the jabs thrown my way and began to ignore a lot of things.

I let my tears fall that day, and I felt my drinking had gotten worse. At least I didn't pick up a pill bottle and swallow the whole thing like I wanted to, but I didn't. Moving the hair out of my face, I looked into the mirror, wondering what to do since all my assignments were done. Then, I got a text saying, "Come outside." Grabbing my shoes and heading out with all my things, I saw my best friends.

"Get in, thot, we're going shopping," one of them said. I laughed as I climbed into the passenger seat. "You need to get that depressed look off your face. You're stuck over a female who didn't have the balls to choose you over someone that stresses her the hell out. Don't feel bad," she added. I rolled my eyes, "I'm getting over it." Kait popped over the seat, "Bitch, it's affecting you in so many ways, and you know it." I flicked her off, and we all started cracking up laughing as we pulled up to the mall. We grabbed our cash and headed in. "Shopping spree it is," I chuckled.

The first place we went to was Q Fashions. "These bras are nice," I smirked, picking out every panty and bra in sight. As I paid for everything and made sure it was secure, I looked up and saw her face. We made eye contact at the same time. I swallowed hard when I saw her girlfriend look right at me, grab her face, and kiss her with her eyes open. I stared blankly and then started laughing as I walked away, seeing her expression drop. "Damn, was it that funny?" Kai asked. "Hell yeah, she ain't hurting me," I replied. Deep down, I was mad, but I washed it away. Bitch, you won't get me out of my character.

As I stood in the Chick-fil-A line, I felt a tug and turned to see her face. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk away. "Hey, look, we need to talk," she said softly but seriously. "What do you want, Kay?" I sighed heavily. "You can't be mad at me for choosing—" I cut her off by raising my hand and walking closer to her. "I don't give a damn about your excuses. You were too lazy to choose who you really wanted and took the easy way out. Don't play me like I'm a fool. You can't force me to undo my feelings because we both did this to each other and knew the outcome." I walked closer to her ear. "The more you run, the stronger it gets," I whispered, then backed away with a smirk and walked off.

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