Chapter 17 #3
“Wow, what a surprise. Hi Leah,” I force myself to shoot her a smile.
“You clean up well, don’t yah?” Her eyes are looking down at me, venom already dripping from her words.
“I could say the same for you,” I tilt my head, pushing out another smile, feeling the animosity radiate from her body.
Leah has short dirty blonde hair. It’s in a perfect sleek cut and she has a cute button nose.
I hate that it’s cute. She’s cute, short, and sweet looking.
The picture perfect cheerleader, with the picture perfect body.
She’s wearing hot pink. I feel extremely grateful I didn’t wear that pink dress Sienna suggested right now.
We look nothing alike. We radiate opposite energy, and I think back once again.
I wonder what Bellamy wants from me in the first place if this is his type and not me.
“So… How are you and Griff?” Leah asks Jade who stands by me.
You can read Jade’s features well, as she doesn’t hide anything.
She looks annoyed and incredibly confused.
I have no idea if it’s because of the alcohol she’s consumed, or if she’s always straightforward like this.
I’m sure Griff has told her about the drama between Leah, and Bellamy thus far.
From the looks of it, Jade isn’t her biggest fan.
“Perfect. How are you and… Oh, wait,” Jade raises her eyebrows and tilts her head.
My lips part at the comment, creating a perfect O, signifying my shock. I want to be Jade when I grow up.
“And what about you?” Leah has turned her attention to me now, and I tilt my head to her, wiping the shocked look off of my face.
She ignored Jade completely, she never cared about what she had to say in the first place.
“You and Bell seem cozy. Are you just fucking. Dating?” She shrugs her shoulders, her voice sharp as a knife. The fake friendliness has left her entirely now. “I probably already know considering…” She lets her voice trail off but doesn’t let her eyes leave me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I’m amused at her anger. “We are dating... Temporarily.”
I don’t lie, knowing it might get under her skin if she doesn't really know or understand this arrangement between Bellamy and me.
“What does that even mean?” Her annoyance is so vivid it’s like a rainbow.
“I don’t know, why do you care?” I ask.
I can see Jade beside us, her face turning back and forth as if she’s watching an intense game of tennis.
“Because he and I weren’t finished… You interjected yourself where you didn’t belong, and I think that’s incredibly below you. Or maybe it isn’t considering your track record with men. You fuck them, and they use you up, then you move on. Isn’t that right?”
I just look at her, wondering what that was supposed to hurt... My ego? My feelings? I open my mouth to say something, but my vision is cut off as someone steps in front of me.
I look up and see Bellamy. I step to the side, peering around him, smirking at the sight, knowing just how mad it’s going to make her.
There’s no reason for me to care this much, but I do.
I look at her, seeing her face soften only a little bit as she looks at Bellamy.
She still looks incredibly angry. He’s the weakness here, not just for her, but for me too. We both stare at him now.
“What was that you just said?”
She hesitates to answer Bellamy, “We were just talking.”
Bellamy shakes his head to her answer, “What did you just say to her, Leah?”
I don’t think I’ve ever heard Bellamy sound so serious.
“I said it doesn’t seem to be below her to steal someone away from another girl considering her track record,” She speaks confidently, and I know just how stupid that was.
“And I’m not wrong either. She’s slept with half of your teammates and then moved on days later.
Does that not bother you?” She asks him, airing out my dirty laundry to all the people around her.
It’s not uncommon to know who I’ve slept with.
Even so, I still feel the sting of embarrassment as Bellamy hears all of it.
He’s known all of this, but it still feels invasive talking about it like this.
It hurts knowing most of these people could be judging me.
It makes it even worse thinking of Bellamy’s possible judgments too. Or Jade. Or any of Bellamy’s friends.
“Actually, I’ve only slept with three football players,” I tell her, and Bellamy looks back at me. “Soon to be four hopefully.”
She freezes, her eyes in a glare. I didn’t think about it before I said it. I don’t even know it to be fully true after what she’s doing right now. He may want nothing to do with me.
“She doesn’t deserve you Bellamy, and-”
“I think it’s my choice… Do you think you deserve me? Talking about someone I care about the way you are? Do you think it’s going to change my mind about our breakup?” He asks, and I am frozen in place.
This is for the list… Right?
“Isn’t it a little trashy to sleep with that many people? And to be so open about it?” She looks at Bellamy for approval, and that makes my anxiety shoot up at the thought of him giving it to her.
She’s forcing me to be open about it, considering this attack.
“Don’t talk about my girlfriend that way.”
I fight the urge to let my jaw drop. Sienna doesn’t. Her jaw is on the floor, and her eyes go wide. She smirks at me right away.
“It’s trashy to-” Leah can’t start before Bellamy is cutting her off again.
“Isn’t it a little trashy to be acting like this in a room full of people?
And to shame someone else for having sex with whoever the fuck they want?
I don’t know but it seems to be the only trashy person in this situation is you, Leah.
This isn’t you. It’s below you actually.
We both know that,” He says, and her face changes.
“You don’t have to like me anymore, you don’t have to like her or her friends.
You don’t have to like that we’re together, but we are.
Either get over it or get out of my apartment. ”
I swear all the air in the room is gone because I cannot breathe. Fuck, why am I turned on by this? It was on the list... I put it on there for a reason. Did he set this up? Is that why he’s defending me right now?
“Don’t come crying to me when she gives you a disease or something.”
My jaw drops, and my heart does the same.
“From what I’ve heard she’s already caught plenty,” Leah looks at me.
Her insults have never hurt me. No one’s have. But my heart is in my throat right now, and I don’t know why that hit the way it did.
“Bitch, I know you did not just say that,” I see Jade step up to the plate.
“He might not be able to hit you but I can, bitch!” Sienna stands behind Jade in my defense, and I feel a bit of warmth at the army that comes to my rescue.
All of them know that I could defend myself on my own, but the feeling inside of my chest seeing them do it anyway is unmatched.
“Maybe you should just go,” Griff breaks between the two girls, and steps in front of Bell too. “Did you drink?”
She shakes her head.
“I’ll walk you to your car, make sure you get out safely. But don’t come back. And maybe realize that if you care about him as much as you claim to then you should let him be happy,” He turns Leah around.
He’s a good guy. A better person than I am by all means. Right now I’m too stunned to speak. She really just said that in front of everyone.
“We should jump her,” Sienna breaks the silence, and Jade nods.
“I’m in,” She agrees.
“Leave her alone. She embarrassed herself enough,” My words are drowned out by my own thoughts the minute Bellamy walks away from all of us.
I furrow my brows and look at the girls. They both shrug, not knowing what’s gotten into him either.
I follow him, every feeling in my chest being pushed away. I walk right behind him, practically stepping on him to try and catch up. He makes his way into the hallway bathroom, and I put my hand on the door, stopping it.
“Are you going to pee or is there something wrong?”
He just stares at me, “Just give me a second.” He speaks in the same serious tone he spoke to Leah in, his anger incredibly obvious.
“No, talk to me,” I insist.
“I just need a second.”
I narrow my eyes at him. He sighs heavily and pulls me into the bathroom. He closes the door and locks it behind him. I open my mouth to ask him again and he stops me in my tracks completely.
He kisses me. Hard. His lips capture mine, his hands greedy to grab my hips.
My back slams to the wall as he kisses me and I lose every bit of breath in my lungs at the kiss.
His hands slide down my body and under my ass.
He grips the bottom of my thighs and lifts me onto the bathroom counter. Where the hell did this come from?
His lips press into me harder. My stomach is on fire, my face hot too, and every inch of my body feels like a forest fire as all of the heat spreads.
He moves his hands up my body slowly, his lips still skillfully moving against mine.
He slips his tongue into my mouth, caressing my own as he deepens the kiss, his fingers moving around the back of my neck, and his hand threading through my hair.
He tugs on my hair, my head snapping back to expose my neck.
I gasp at the pull, and he moves his lips down my jaw, and onto my neck, greedy with the way they move, and despite just how bad I want this to continue, I still have no answer as to where it came from.
“Bell…” I breathe out, and his breath catches as he begins to suck, and nip at the sensitive skin on my neck. “Bell… Bellamy,” I force his name out of my mouth, and softly push his chest, stopping him.
He takes a second, his eyes set on me, his chest moving up and down rapidly as he tries to catch his breath.
“What’s wrong? Why are you... I mean, you can kiss me anytime, but what’s... What happened? Why are you…” I don’t know how to make sense of what I’m trying to ask him, and he just shakes his head.