Broken Souls Collide

Chapter 26- Broken Feud

WESLEY

We were five minutes into fifth period and both Reece and our teacher were missing. It wasn't a shock that Mr. Dineen wasn't in class yet, he was always at least ten minutes late. Reece on the other hand, should have been here by now.

That is if she hadn't been avoiding me.

I blew out a deep breath of frustration and gripped my pencil tightly between my fingers.

She wasn't coming.

I felt heat spread through my body as my temper finally boiled over. Why was I the one trying to fix things when she was the one in the wrong?

She kissed me and now she was avoiding me.

She was avoiding me even though she knew I needed her the most right now. Was that selfish to think about? My relationship with my dad was very rocky at the moment. We've barely exchanged five words to each other the past few days and he went back to acting as if nothing happened.

As if he didn't intend to hit me with a pair of sharp crafting scissors.

And now Reece was also driving a wedge in our relationship, all because of a few stupid kisses.

She was making this a bigger deal than it was. I tried seeing her side of things and making it right between the two of us but she was hellbent on staying away from me. All she had to do was tell me the damn truth, that she regrets kissing me. We'd pretend as if it never happened and go back to the way we were before.

Sure, it would hurt like a motherfucker, but staying friends with her would hurt less than being nothing to her at all.

I was brought back to reality when a cracking sound rung through my ears as my pencil snapped in two against the unbearable pressure. I blinked at the two pieces of thin wood in my palms and sighed.

I didn't want to lose her, but I was wasting my time and energy chasing her around when she clearly didn't want to be chased.

Maybe I should give her a taste of her own medicine? Maybe if I stop kissing up to her and back off she'll realize what she was doing was unfair.

I was giving up on hunting her down; now it was time to reverse the rolls and see how long she lasted before her frustration got the best of her.

"Wesley?" A voice cut through my thoughts, one that was too high pitched to belong to the only girl I cared about at the moment.

I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. I tried my best not to show the annoyance I felt at her presence and bit down on my tongue to stop myself from snapping at her to go away. Usually I could easily handle her company, but today it was seeming a bit difficult for obvious reasons.

"Yes Amelia?" I muttered in a bored tone, not even bothering to look at her as I fumbled with the broken pencil in between my fingers.

"Um, are you okay? I saw you snap your pencil, you seem a bit...tense," for once there was no flirtatious tone in her voice, just concern, however I didn't care, because she wasn't the girl I wanted to be talking to right now.

"When don't you see me?" I mumbled low enough for only myself to hear.

"What was that?" She questioned with a friendly smile, obvious to the fact that I didn't want her near me. It almost made me feel bad for being a dick, almost.