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I reach my locker the next minute. I pack my things in record time and dash down the hall, hell-bent on booking it to my car before I run into anyon—
“Vee?”
My head snaps up.
It’s a miracle I manage to recognize him through the tears.
Xavier.
Of fucking course.
I attempt to swab my face dry but end up smudging my mascara everywhere. His lips trickle open as he drinks me in. To say I’m a mess would be the understatement of the century.
A marriage of pain, regret, and guilt simmers in his blue eyes.
He opens his mouth to speak. “I—”
“Baby?” a familiar voice says behind us. Brie pops up by his side, locking a possessive hand around his bicep. “There you are.” She smacks a loud kiss on his cheek.
Normally, this would break my heart.
Problem is, there’s nothing left to break.
“Aveena, hey. Didn’t see you there.” Brie flashes me her best backstabbing slut smile. I don’t have it in me to pretend, so I opt for my best and only option: run for the hills. Blowing off Brie, I stare Xavier dead in the eyes.
The boy I sacrificed my dreams for.
Then I storm out of the school.
* * *
I’ve never liked Theodore Cox’s car. It’s bright red and flashy in a cocky way.
I think I heard him say it was his dad’s car once and he didn’t get a say in it, but I still hate it. And right now… I hate him. To be fair, I hate anyone on earth who’s sort of happy.
I thought I’d be home alone when I decided to ditch school, and technically, I am. If only my driveway wasn’t occupied with Theo’s car… The fogged-up windows and bouncing movement left very little to the imagination.
It didn’t take a degree to know my sister was in there, screwing Easton High’s player in the back seat. “Still Don’t Know My Name” by Labrinth was booming from inside the vehicle, but the deafening music wasn’t enough to cover up Ashley’s moans, her calling of Theo’s name over and over.
Fed up with my day, I parked in the street and bolted inside the house. They were so busy tearing each other apart that they didn’t even see me.
I hope you know what you’re doing, Ash.
You’re leaving soon.
You’re leaving and he’s staying.
Do the math.
I expel a sigh as I slam my bedroom door and collapse to the ground, back against the wooden surface. I’m so sick of crying. So sick of watching everything I love get ripped away from me.
I still can’t believe I lost it.
I lost my scholarship.
I wish I’d never written these stupid confessions.
I cry until the tears soak my shirt. Until my makeup is no more and I look like a depressed racoon. My phone pings in my pocket five times before I check the screen.
