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Waking up I sit up grabbing my phone and checking my messages, seeingI had 3 missed calls from Chris and 2 from an unknown number. I roll my eyes and toss my phone on the bed. Sliding to the edge of the bed rubbing the sleep from my eyes I stare at the wall for 3 minutes before draggingmyself to the bathroom. Discarding my clothes, clipping my hair up ,and taking my lashes offI hop in the shower. Getting under the water I let the steam take over my mind thinking about the messageI received from Chris.
*Flashback* Walking into the basketball game with Jayda beside me I look around for Chris holding the box of snacks and other things Imade for him. Smiling widely I continue looking until Jayda hit me pulling my attention towards her. "K.... bitch ain't that Chris over there!" I shifted my gaze to where her finger was immediately getting pissed. There was Chris smiling in some girls face, his hand resting on her hips, I felt myself get hot looking at their interaction. I decided Iwouldconfront them after the game. Letting my mind wander,Ijust knew I couldn't over react from that, but Icouldn't help but think how he'sbeen acting off. After the game I told Jayda I would meet her by the car and went to find Chris. Getting off the bleachers I waited outside the boys locker room. Picking at my nails something I did often when I was angry or nervous. I heard giggling in the other direction quickly my head snapped up, Chris stood there with the same girl hugged up just as Iwas aboutto say hisname he leaned intoherkissing her passionately. I stopped in my tracks dropping the box, my mouth gaped open. I felt as if air was being sucked out of my lungs. Clearing my throat, attempting to keep my tears back. Chris looked up withshock all over his face. "K-." I held my hand up shushing him I ran my tongue over my teeth. "2 years." He looked away with a guilty expression. I turned around quicklyjogging to my car.