Chapter 8 #2
She walks over, and I move to the side for her to sit with me, wrapping my arm over her shoulder to pull her closer, and she places the tray on our lap.
“This is so cool,” she whispers, and I pull her even closer to me so I can feel her pulse on my skin.
I can keep this in the friend zone, I have to. I keep telling myself that, but it’s hard when she smells so good, and when she makes me smile. I just want to see her smile all the time.
Maybe her sitting with me wasn’t the best idea.
Present Day
The first class of the day feels like it is going on forever.
I’m looking over my shoulder waiting to see her.
Yet, she’s the last person I really want to see, I don’t even want her here.
I could have tried to find out how the hell she’s affording this college, but the less I know the better.
Miles did tell me he could find out, and I know he would have in less than five minutes, but I don't want to even hear her name, never mind anything else.
I listen to Mason talking about some girl he’s having fun with this year, but I also know she won’t be the only one on his list. He’s already fucked most of the cheerleaders here, and then half the girls in his class, not sure there’s anyone new for him.
Walking into the cafeteria we make our way to the same table we sit at every year. Miles opens his laptop and works on something for Cain which he needs to get to him by tonight.
I smile at Jen walking over to us. “Hayden, there's another party tonight, you coming?” She asks as she sits next to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek. She’s not my girlfriend. I’ve never had one, but I'm having a lot of fun while I’m here.
“Sure.” I turn to Mason and Miles, who are both nodding and agree with coming to the party as well.
Turning back to Jen, “What are you wearing?” I ask.
She isn’t the only girl I have fun with, but she’s the one who is more to my liking.
Mostly because she never asks too many question.
I’ve told her once I'll only ever fuck her from behind, no I don’t want to tell her why, and she was the only who did what I said, without pissing me off.
“What do you want me to wear?” She leans in closer and whispers in my ear. “Something short to have some fun?” I smile as I look over at Mason when I hear him cussing about something.
“H, you want to go out for lunch?” he asks quickly, and I look over to where he’s looking.
I lean back in my chair watching Abigail walking over to our table. I look behind her, to see who she’s talking with. Either she’s stupid and doesn't see us, or just playing stupid.
She looks the same, I was hoping she would have become ugly, even though for me she'll always be the person I hate the most in the world. So, no matter how pretty she looks, hate will always be there.
“About time you get here,” Jen snaps at her.
Abigail replies, “Fuck off.” which makes Jen laugh. but the only person I’m staring at is her.
“Jen, this is Olivia, Olivia this is Jen—”
“Hayden,” my name is said in the smallest whisper. She glances over at Mason and Miles, before turning back to me. Her eyes move over my arms. I don’t look the same as when she last saw me. I’ve got a lot more tattoos, and I’m a lot bigger, too.
“Since when did the school lower its class and let trailer trash in?” I ask.
Olivia’s eyes widen in shock, clutching her books tight against her chest, she presses her lips together, almost as if she’s trying not to cry in front of everyone.
What did she think? I was going to welcome her to the school with open fucking arms. Fuck no.
“You know Hayden? You said you didn’t know anyone,” Abigail asks her, but her eyes are still locked with mine, and the only thing I can do is smile. She knew I was here, she always knew I would be at this college, I bet she didn’t think she'd see me so soon.
“She knows more than Hayden,” Leo wraps his arm over Olivia’s shoulder, and it’s taking everything in me not to punch the fucker in the face again. Olivia gets out from under his arm the moment it touches her and pushes him away, which makes him laugh. “We go way back, don't we?” he asks her.
“Go die,” she snaps at him and he starts laughing. His friends do, too, then he turns to me.
“You miss—”
“How was your winter break?” I ask him, and he stands up straight.
I hear Mason laughing to the side of me.
“I’m happy to put you in hospital again for a few more days.
” I stand up and take a step closer to him.
“But this time I think drinking out of a straw will be better for you,” I slam my hands into his chest so hard he takes a few steps back.
“See you at the party tonight,” I tell Jen, and move to walk away, but stop when I hear Olivia call my name. I don’t turn to face her, but when I feel her hand on my arm I have no idea what’s taken over me. I turn around quickly and my hand moves to her neck, and I pull her closer to me.
“Don’t say my name, you lost the right to say it years ago.
You lost the right to even fucking talk to me.
You’ll regret coming to this school, you’ll regret ever coming anywhere close to me.
” I look over her shoulder at Leo, then back to her.
“Go back to lover boy, you chose him over me, remember that. Once a whore, always a whore.”
I push her away, and she falls to the floor, making Jen and her friends laugh, the only one helping her is Abigail.
I walk out before I lose it. I kept telling myself the moment I knew she was going to be attending this college that I needed to walk away from her.
I have a lot of hate for her, and a lot of anger toward her.
The further I stay from her, the better, because I don’t know how I'll react once the anger toward her finally comes out.
She’s fucked up enough of my life, I won’t let her fuck anymore of it. I can’t be around her, because I don’t think I can stop myself from hurting her. Even though she deserves it.