His Slut Of The Week || Wattys 2016

Love Is Not A Choice

He pulls up in his mom's old car and I quickly sit in the passenger seat, wiping my tears away. He looked at me intently before looking ahead of him again and putting the car into gear. We started moving forward and I rested my head against the window.

I can tell that he wants to say something. Yell at me or ask me what's wrong but he can't get the words from his head to his mouth.

"Blake, say something. Please," I beg him but don't remove my head from the window. He sighs and realizes his body into the seat.

"Why were you there in the first place? Did you and your mom get into another fight?" his voice, while soft, held confusion and anger. He still doesn't understand everything. I wish I could open up and talk to him but I know that I can't.

"Um, well Drake asked me on a date and I said yes. Then he took me here but um," I tried to tell him what happened but more tears formed in my eyes as I thought back to the memories. A founds its place in my throat, making it hard to speak, so I didn't. I just wiped my tears and focused on my breathing.

The rest of the ride was silent, Blake knowing not to push me to figure out what happened. Eventually, we reached my house and I got out without a word. I shut his door and started walking towards my house when he rolled down the window.

"Hey Riley! Do you understand now?" he asked with a small smile. I burrowed my eyebrows together in confusion before he clarified. "Do you understand why I broke up with you?"

Then it hit me. He knew that Drake liked me and Blake always makes sure that his friends are happy before him. I want to hug him and think of how sweet it is that he did that, but I can't help but be mad at him. Everything was fine until he decided to ditch me and now I am even more hurt than I was before.

"Fuck you," I snarled at him. He looked taken back before getting out of the car and coming around to see me.

"What did I do?" he whisper yelled at me. I scoffed and walked towards my house once more.

"Maybe one day, you'll see that I was happier with you. You really mess up this time didn't you?" I told him before slamming the door shut. I walked up the stairs to my room and took off all my clothes. I shut off all the lights before getting under the covers of my bed in only my bra and panties.

I pulled my phone out from my jean pocket on the floor to see that I had a text message from one of my best friends, Sapphire. I didn't hesitate before hitting the call button. It only took second for her to answer.

"Hello?" she said in a voice that showed that she was trying to not laugh.

"Hi," my voice cracked with one simple word.

"Woah, sweetheart, what's wrong?" she quickly came back, all traces of laughter erased from her voice.

"I need to see you. I need you Sapph," I cried into the speaker. The problem is that she lives in California. She isn't exactly the next street away anymore. "If I can get a ticket, can I come stay with you?"

"Of course you can. You can always stay with me. I can help pay for the ticket too. I need to see you too, I miss you so much. Is that why you are crying?" she questioned.

I shook my head but soon realized that she couldn't see me. "No, but if I try to talk about it right now, I'm just going to cry more and I'm really tired of crying."

"Okay. I'll find some cheap tickets and send you the links. I'll text you okay?" Sapphire told me. We said our goodbyes and hung up.

*Two days later*

"Thanks for letting me go mom, I really think that I need this," I told her as I hugged her goodbye.

"I know sweetie. Please be careful. This is the first time you've ever been a plane and I'm terrified for you. Not only is it the first time, but you're going all by yourself. Actually I'm starting to rethink this Riles," she told me in a serious motherly voice.

I laughed and hugged her one more time before grabbing my suitcase and walking towards check-in before she says I can't go at all. I get my ticket and go through security.

Once I'm through security and I've found my terminal, I decide to go find food because I still have fourth-five minutes until the plane boards. I found a Starbucks and got a coffee then found a McDonalds and got a hamburger. Weird combination but it's what I was craving.

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I saw her curly brown hair bouncing towards me before I was in a bone crushing hug. My arms wrap themselves around her small frame. She is much shorter than me.

"My god, I miss you so much," he mumbled into the crook of my neck as we rocked back and forth in each other's embrace.

"I know. I missed you too but I am extremely hungry and need food," I told her. She laughed at me and finally let go of me. We walked out towards her car and she helps me put my bags in the back. Once I am seated inside, I realize that I still haven't turned my phone on.

I hold the lock button down and wait for the sign to pop up on my screen.

"What do you want to eat?" Sapphire asked me. I looked up and took in my surroundings.

"Something that isn't fast food. Let's go to Denny's," I told her. She laughed and nodded her head at the inside joke that we share.

My phone buzzed multiple times as text message after text message came in. One from Blake. One from Drake. One from Steven. And one from my mother.

I looked at the one from my mom first and she just wanted to make sure that I got there okay. I texted and told her that I am with Sapphire and we are on our way to get food. Next I looked at the one from Steven, and he just wanted to know where I was.

I didn't exactly tell anyone that I was leaving. I just kind of packed up and left. I quickly texted just saying that there was an emergency and I had to get out of town. I took a deep breath as I opened Blake's message.

Look, I don't know where you are but I'm worried. Especially after what happened the other night. I still love you and I always will but now you know why I did it. It was never my intentions to hurt you.

My heart was beating hard against my chest as I typed back a response.

I know.

Drakes had my hand shaking as I read it carefully.

Riley, baby. You need to let me explain. I can't lose you.

Those words again. He used them again. The same ones that broke me last time. One day he is going to realize that I'm not always going to fall right back into his trap of romantics.

I sighed and threw my phone up on my dash without responding to Drake.

"Okay, now you have to explain what the hell is going on," she told me, risking a couple glances my way. I groaned and covered my face with my hands before shifting uncomfortably in the seat.

I tell her everything from Blake to Steven, to Drake. She listen closely to everything I say and doesn't interrupt me once.

"So you like Drake?" she questions after a couple moments of silence. I bit my lip nervously and nodded my head slowly. "Then why do you look confused about it?"

"Because I shouldn't like him. I wish you knew him Sapph because he's a bad guy. He likes to fuck with girls until he gets what he wants and I don't want to be the next victim," I confess. She doesn't say anything else after that but I know what she is thinking. Something we have shared on multiple occasions.

Love is not a choice.

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