Chapter 9

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“Hey,” I said to Jeff as I sat down next to him in chemistry. He nodded in my direction but didn't look at me. “Are you mad?”

He turned to me, his eyes hard, “Valarie I-”

“Nickname, Sexy God.” I cut him off.

His mouth twitched and his eyes turned more friendly, “Angel, I could never be mad at you. But yes I was mad.”

“Why?” I pressed and the bell rang, and the teacher began his lesson.

I sighed when he faced the front and listened. I tried paying attention but I couldn't, I was sitting by a window and outside was a gym class that were really entertaining. The guys were super good along with some girls. While a group of girls who were wearing heels were standing off to the side chatting away.

“Angel?” Jeff waved his hand in front of my face, “Class is over.” he told me as he laughed.

“Oh, sorry.” I said standing up following him out, “why were you mad?” I asked remembering.

“Avery.” he muttered clenching his fist. I never seen Jeff so angry, and honestly it scared me.

“Hey, it's okay.” I told him placing my hand on his arm. He relax and threw me a smile.

“I know, he just gets to me sometimes. Like he can control who I can be friends with.”

“Why would he do that?” I asked confused, he could be a total jerk but I don't think he would be that mean, would he?

He looked at me throwing his arm around me, “No worries. You want to be friends right?”

I nodded, “Of coarse.”

He led me to the lunch table, and told me to wait while he got us food. I smiled and thanked him.

I looked around and my eyes landed on Avery. I sucked in a breath, and pushed the tears that threatened to spill back. Avery, the guy I thought I was falling for, was kissing another girl.

I looked down at the table, and jumped when there was an arm me, and a tray suddenly in front of me.

I felt Jeff's eyes on me, and I tried to smile, but I couldn't. How could I even think someone like him would like me? I was an orphan adopted by my brother. I told him my secret. I trusted him. I thought he liked me. How stupid, how naïve I had been.

I pushed away the tray, “I'm not hungry anymore, but thanks.” I told Jeff, looking up I looked over at Avery hopping it was a mistake.

It wasn't, if anything it was worse now more than ever. They weren't kissing anymore, no they were staring into each others eyes with huge smiles on his face.

I had just been played. He didn't care, he was probably laughing at me the other day, when I made it obvious I liked him.

“I-I, ah need to go...” I told Jeff and a tear escape and I whipped it away quickly praying he didn't see it. I ran outside and began walking away from the school, just walking down the sidewalk.

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I went back to the school and grabbed my stuff from my locker when the final bell rang and students crowed the hallway, filled with Joy. It was a Friday after all.

I didn't join in their happiness I just concentrated walking out of there without seeing Jeff or Avery.

“Valarie.” Shit. Shit. I muttered in my mind. I walked faster, pushing through the crowd.

My hand got caught and I tried pulling away, but it was no use. “Valarie? Is something wrong?”

“Get away from me.” I growled, pulling away.

He looked surprised, “What's wrong? Did something happen? Are you okay?” He pulled me close so our chest were touching.

I pushed him away, “Stay away from me.”


“Tell me what happened.”

“You.” I glared at him and his grip loosed on my wrists. I pulled away from him, “stay away from me.” I warned him.

“You saw.” he whispered, “Shit Val, it's not-” he began but I turned around and walked away, fighting the urge to slap him.

“Val please I didn't-” he caught me pulling me back to him.

“Let go of me.” I told him calmly.

He shook his head, “Not until you understand.”
“I understand perfectly fine.” I told him quickly.

“No Val you don't. It wasn't what you think.” He told me pleading with his eyes.

“I think, you and her make a cute couple. I'm happy for you really Avery, now leave me the hell alone.”

I pulled free from him and ran away with tears flowing steadily down my face. I heard him calling after me but I made it home safely without him catching me again.

I ran into my room, throwing myself on the bed and cried myself into a deep sleep.

Being heartbroken was exhausting.

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