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Chapter 16

"Heath give me my phone." I call before he can exit the empty classroom.

"No."

"Why?!"

"Because I have it and if you want it back you'll have to do something for me."

"No!" I cross my arms.

"Then I guess you don't want your phone back as bad as I thought." He turns around to leave.

"Okay! Fine. What do you want me to do?" He stops and turns back around. A grin on full display.

"Stay away from Luke it's as simple as that." My heart skips a beat.

"Why?"

"Because you want your phone back."

"No why are you so against me being friends with Luke?!"

"Because he's not good for you." He simply says trying to keep his anger hidden.

"I've had enough of your bullshit Heath. You don't know what's good for me or not. I definitely don't need someone analyzing that for me especially someone who has no idea what I've been through before I came here. I'm more then capable to take care of myself, because that's what I've been doing since I was fourteen!"

"Riley, I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself I'm just trying to help you see the fact that Luke isn't good. I don't want you to get hurt. I just care about you that's all."

"I've been hurt more times then you could count Heath." A tear slips from my eye," And if you really cared, you would've told me that your girlfriend was behind Mark almost killing me during the game." Heath's eye widen in shock.

He walks closer to me. I take a step back away from him," Riley, I'm so sorry I-"

"You what? You were going to tell me, but you didn't know how?" I look up at him, but he looks away. "You're pathetic." I scoff walking past him.

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Was I too hard on him? He probably thinks I'm on my period or something. Typical guys. I roll my eyes at the thought. Listening to Next by The Weeknd, I think about how I outburst on Heath.

It was just a phone Riley and Heath shouldn't have had such an effect on you. I shouldn't care what he does or cares about. Why does he care about me? I still don't know what's so bad about Luke. I sigh.

"Riley, I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself I'm just trying to help you see the fact that Luke isn't good. I don't want you to get hurt. I just care about you that's all."

Whow. He called me Riley? He must've been serious. Ugh! I shouldn't have outburst like that. A loud pounding on the door averts my attention. I yank my headphones out," Jen I know you have a fucking key! If I open that door and find out it's you. It won't be pretty!" I say walking to the door.

I open the door to reveal Dylan," What the hell is wrong with you Dylan?! You could've literally broken the door." I check for any dents.

"Is someone on their period?" He asks like he's talking to a kid walking inside, past me.

"Oh yeah come right on in." I exaggerate. "And no I'm not on my period." I close the door after I make sure there's no damage done on the door.

"Oh, so I guess you don't need these chocolates I brought?" He says holding up two white Lindor chocolate bars. I grab them out of his hands.

"Who said that?" I open the wrapper and take a bite out of the delicious mouth watering chocolate. He laughs, " Why are you here, Dylan?"

He sits beside me on the bed and holds up some papers," The graphing assignment?" He quirks his eyebrows. I gasp.