Always Hers

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐 - 𝑇𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑟/𝑂𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑎

Over the years I've learnt how to keep a straight face when you feel like you might explode from the anger inside, or you might break from the pain. Right now it seems to be a mixture of both and clearly, telling by the way I now hold Logan's collar in my hand and have him slammed against the lockers, I can't exactly control them together.

"What the fuck did you just say Logan," he looks at me unwavering clearly expecting this response, but then a smirk takes over his face and I have a sudden urge to beat it off his face. Who the hell does he think he is, parading around all happy that he kissed my Liv.

"Fucking forget it," and with that I slam him back against the lockers and walk off, I need to calm down because I don't want to hurt my best friend. Even if he may have hurt me and changed things forever.

I must have read all the signs wrong, I really thought I had a shot.

Guess I was real wrong.

~~~~~

Me, Kacy and Logan are all walking to homeroom since Tyler said he was busy and can't take me, so Logan insisted he did.

A familiar chuckle catches my attention. What is he doing, I thought he was busy today.

I turn around and ice fills my lungs, I feel like someone just poured a bucket of ice water over me and my heart.

It's Tyler and Ashley.

Fucking Ashley.

He whispers something in her ear that makes her giggle. I feel sick. This can't be right. I've got to be seeing it wrong, but when I look over to Casey, I see the remorse in her eyes. She's seeing it too.

He kisses her on the cheek, and again she giggles. He grabs her hand and pulls her over to some storage cupboard. As if aware of my stare, he turns and locks eyes with me for only a second before he slams the door.

All I needed was that one look to feel sick to my stomach. He was so proud of himself. That smug fucking smiles on his face and the glint of mischief in his eyes.

I thought we had something special, but he clearly doesn't care about me at all.

The last I hear is Logan muttering "Oh shit, that was not meant to happen." I'm too caught up on that look on his face to care about what he means, and I feel like I'm about to vomit. I run to the bathroom, while Kacy runs after me, and spend at least a half hour violently crying and vomiting.

~~~~~

It's been a week since that shit-show of a morning, and I've chosen to pretend I didn't see anything and that Tyler doesn't even exist. It's stupid to think I could pretend it didn't happen, because I still can't get that smile on his face out of my head.

"Liv, come on." I turn to face Kacy, she's doing my hair for this 'not date' with Logan. I could do with feeling better, so I decided to dress up to build my self-confidence back up. She's doing my hair in loose waves that I'm going to tie back with a cute ribbon my mom bought for me. I keep getting lost in thought and we don't have much time until we need to go.

I finish applying my makeup, and Kacy finishes with my hair. I know she's reluctant about going all-out for this 'study date' as I now call it, but I'm not too sure why.

I get Kacy to wait on my bed while I get ready into my clothes. I put on a pink sundress with cute little daisies on it. Checking that the door is locked, I rummage through the drawer under the sink until I find the little black box I was looking for. Grabbing the key from on top of the doorway, I unlock the box and open it. Tears threaten at all its contents, but I grab the one thing I want and put it away again.

I undo the metal clasp on the leather bracelet and manage to loop it around all my hair twice, tight enough it won't slip, but loose enough it doesn't hurt. I grab the ribbon and begin to cover the bracelet. I don't want Tyler to know I still have it just yet, because I don't want him to ask for it back. I need it. I always wear it when I need Tyler but can't have him. I need him with me right now, even though I hate him for what he did I will still always need him. It also makes me feel less guilty about this date thing, I don't want it to seem like I'm replacing Tyler.

I will always be his. Always his.