Chapter 12

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And I know that it's wrong
That I can't move on
But there's something about you

The song chimed in my head with Ryder's lips centimetres away from mine. I knew it's wrong. He had a girlfriend. He was mad at me. I was mad at him. And he called me a liar, indirectly that is.

His lips merely touched mine, less than 0.3 seconds, which sent jolts of electricity threw our bodies, making him jump away from me in shock, as if he was under a spell and it got broken when his lips touched mine.

"This is bad this is so bad" he said and paced around frantically, the TV long forgotten. He grabbed his keys, shoved his wallet in his back pocket and left with a whiff behind him.

I went to the bathroom and closed the door and locked it, even though there was no one in the apartment.

I opened the cold water and splashed my face.

Looking in the mirror I noticed the bags under my blue eyes. They were mocking me for not sleeping at all last night. Insomnia is a bitch. I felt a bitter tang in my stomach towards my meds that should work. Maybe I should've taken Dr. Linda's advice and bought the meds she prescribed for me.

I decided I'll pay her another visit later.

I walked out of the bathroom straight to the wardrobe. It had my clothes along with Ryder's now. Mine on the right, his on the left. It's pretty easy to distinguish between mine and his. Mine are all coloured button ups, except for a few shirts I wear occasionally, while his are all black and dark wash colours.

I grabbed a green button up and blue jeans.

Next I opened up my phone and dialled Jack's number.

He picked up after the first two rings.

"Jack" he said. He always says his name when he picks up the phone it's weird. Usually I say 'Spencer' and we laugh a bit but I wasn't in the mood.

"Yeah" I said.

"What's wrong?" he immediately picked up on my horrible mood. He always does.

"I'm alright don't worry. Are you free?" I asked hesitantly. Please be free I can't do this alone.

"yeah what's up?"

I didn't speak and there was phone static as I gathered my courage, which I seem to do a lot.

"Do you have a few hours on your hand?"

"You're worryin me what's the matter? Do you want me to pick you up?" honestly he's the best. How did he manage to hang out with Ryder's crew he's such an angel.

"Yes, if you please. I don't feel like I can drive and I have to go somewhere kinda far" I told him carefully. "out of town actually"

"Alright you'll tell me the details when I pick you up. Which will be in" he paused, "about 15 minutes. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes. Yes thank you so much. Just ring me up when you're here so I'll get down"

"Okay, talk to you in few"

I hung up and plopped on the couch, shuddering when I remembered the ordeals of the past hour, so I left it and went to my bed instead.

I decided to distract myself so I grabbed my guitar and started strumming a few indefinite cords.

The door keys broke me out of my reverie, as Ryder came into the apartment looking even madder. I was starting to lose my patience, and when I do it gets ugly.

He threw his keys on the table and dropped face down on his bed. I thought walks should blow off steam and make you more relaxed. Apparently not for Ryder.

The intercom buzzed.

*'It's Jack I'm here Spencer'*

Ryder's face turned from glowering to inscrutable.

"So you're hanging out with Jack now?" He asked bitterly.

"So you're talking to me now?" I replied just as bitter. No one can beat me at one on ones.

"For once, just answer the damn question without asking a follow up question instead." he spoke in a loud tone, louder than it appealed to me.

I didn't reply. Instead I grabbed my stuff and readied myself to go. I didn't put away my guitar, I decided to take it with me, so I slung it on my back.

"So she is right" he affirmed. "He actually did frame her to get into your pants" and that was it, my last nerve.

"Yes. Yes she is right," I yelled then turned to him. "He did have my back because he wanted to have his way with me because that's the only way to do so right?" I took firm steps in his direction. He was standing tall, while I wasn't, but it didn't make me any less intimidating this time.

"You know what Ryder, if you can't take your enchanted head out of your ass and believe that she's lying to you then it's not my problem anymore. And not just her, all of them are. Tyler, Jane, Vanessa. They all know and they're all hiding it from you. If you don't want to believe that then fuck you and fuck your damn girlfriend I don't give a flying fuck about any of you. I have my own problems and Jane fucking around with guys other than you isn't one of them." I sneered, blowed, and thrashed all over the place.

Ryder was perplexed to say the least. Which is good.

I walked back to the door, taking a glance at the couch. "And also," I said a lot more calmer "Jack wasn't the one close to devouring my face just an hour ago so you might want your sexuality checked out" and then I was out of the door.


I hate my life.

My everyday ritual. What was I thinking. What the hell was my dick thinking. It shouldn't have stiffened at the thought of Spencer's lips on mine. It should do that when I think of Jane. Only Jane. My girlfriend.

Your cheating girlfriend, my mind nagged. I didn't know what to believe anymore. And what was all that pent up anger Spencer lashed out on me?

It had left me frozen in my place long after he had gone with Jack. And he took his guitar with him. Where they going out on a date? Are they an item now? Since when Jack was even gay? What the hell have I been missing?

Before even wondering about Jack's sexuality you should double check yours.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I never felt so confused in my whole life. I was more confused than when I didn't know what was going on with my parents.

Beep Beep

I checked my phone and found that it's a text from Jane. Not the time.

I took a deep breath and sighed.

What if they were right?

The thought kept haunting me since ever that damn party, but I didn't want to let it in. I denied it. I had trust in her. Could she really break my trust, and with one of my best friends? How fucked up would that be?

I need to talk to him right now.

I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed after them.

To be continued.

A/N: hey guys whats up. Here's a new chapter updated earlier than ever. How are you liking it so far? It may have started slowly but it's going to pick up its pace now on. Have fun reading and don't forget to vote! Thanks for reading x

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