𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄, jay kelso

chapter 9 • he loved her so much, and she only loved him in private

"what?" nikki questioned.

"don't worry about it." nate waved it off.

"i'm so confused." cherry said, and waved at a boy who was smiling at her.

leia grabbed gwen and cherry's arms, and dragged them away.

"you guys were right about the bathroom, it was crazy. some girl tried to hug me on the toilet." leia frowned.

"aw, i would've hugged back." cherry smiled.

"i've had enough. i'm gonna do the mature thing, and talk to jay." leia said.

the girl stormed off, and approached jay, who was in a corner.

cherry approached the boy who had smiled at her.

another man-whore.

she distracted herself from leia and jay's conversation.

leia and jay started talking about the whole kiss thing.

jay wasn't really paying attention.

he was nodding along, and staring at cherry simultaneously.

who was that boy she was dancing with?

a boyfriend?

did she like him?

jay tricked leia into admitting her feelings, and leia stormed off, talking about how jay was an asshole.

and he was.

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cherry crumpled up the piece of paper, and tossed it on the floor.

"what's that?" jay looked down.

"some man whores number. i kissed him, and he tasted like cinnamon." cherry shrugged. "i hate cinnamon, so i'm not gonna call him."

jay nodded.

at least she wasn't calling him a stupid piece of shit.

she was much calmer when she was drunk.

"do you wanna dance?" jay asked, nervously.

"yeah, whatever." cherry took his hand, and led him onto the dance floor.

leia stared at the pair, as they danced.

how could cherry do that to her?

how could she dance with jay, when she knew that leia liked him?

but how could leia like him, when she knew that valentine was fucking him?

"can i tell you something?" jay asked.

"i guess." cherry shrugged.

"i hate you."

"no, you don't."

"i don't. thats what i hate."

"what are you talking about?"

"i don't know. don't listen to anything i said."

cherry shrugged.

suddenly, leia grabbed her arm.

"can we talk?" leia questioned.

"yeah." cherry nodded.

leia pulled the girl away, to the quietest corner of the warehouse.

"cherry, what are you doing that jay's so into you?" leia asked, before cherry could even speak. "because he doesn't care about me at all."