Chapter 57

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Briana*|
I woke up this morning with the nastiest hangover. My head was throbbing, I had the most disgusting taste in my mouth and my eyes were very sensitive to the light. Why did I drink so much last night?

I went in the shower and stayed there for an hour because I just didn't wanna move. When I got out, I brushed my teeth a couple times to get that taste out of my mouth.

I went back in my room, took two Tylenol, then put on my bra, underwear and my old band hoodie. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and put them in the dryer so they'd be warm. I got my laptop out of my room and sat in the kitchen. I was reading an email my cousin sent, when someone knocked on the door. I looked through the peephole to see who it was.

"You know, it's very tacky and rude to show up at someone's house unannounced. What do you want?" I asked leaning against the door.

"To talk."

I moved to the side and let Blake in.

"So what are you doing?" he asked sitting across from me.

"Work stuff."

"Oh. Well-"

"Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I have stuff to do for my cousin's store and a dance to choreograph, so what did you wanna talk about?"

"Everything."

"Everything? What do you mean everything?" I asked a little confused.

"Us and last night."

"Us? There is no us. By the way shouldn't you be visiting stabby?" I asked looking back at the computer screen.

"We broke up," he said.

He didn't really sound upset about it, but I was laughing on the inside.

"I hope y'all didn't break up because of me," I said sarcastically.

"Yeah, we did actually."

"Why?"

"She was obnoxiously jealous of you. She hated when anyone would bring your name up, she hated that I went to pick you up the night you called and she hated that I felt bad about what happened to you. Then after she did what she did, I couldn't be with her anymore," he explained.

I had to look at him for minute because I didn't know what to say.

"So I had to get stabbed for you to realize I was right?" I asked.

"I never mea-"

"Forget about it. What happened last night that you wanted to talk about?" I asked.

"You don't remember?"

"Nope."

"You told me about this guy you like and some other interesting things."

"Oh." I suddenly remembered the stupid shit I did.

I got up to go get my pants out of the dryer when he said something that caught me off guard.

"I didn't think you still cared."

I stopped to turn around and look at him.

"And why would you think that?" I asked curiously.

"Because you didn't seem to care when I told you I had a girlfriend. Then after you found out I was dating Alana, you stopped talking to me for a month. Then after your fight with Troy, you didn't talk to me for another two weeks. After your date, we didn't talk for another week. And besides last night, this is the first time we've spoke since the incident. Every time I tried to talk to you, you would just ignore me; so I figured you didn't care anymore."

Everything he just said made me mad, yet upset at the same time. I'm a real bitch.

"How could you say that? I never stopped caring about you Blake! When you said you were dating, I didn't have the right to get mad because we were just fuckin' around. I got mad when I found out who you were dating and I stopped talking to you because of that. The day I fought Troy, I knew DJ was trying to get us to talk again but when I saw her I just got annoyed. Then when you picked me up and I saw her ass in the car, I got pissed because you know how much I hate her. I only stopped talking to you because I was mad, but I never stopped caring about you."

My eyes began to water.

"I didn't know all that," he said quietly.

The tears that were forming in my eyes had finally fell. We were both quiet for a while.

"Why'd you do it Blake? After all the shit I told you about her, why'd you date her anyway?" I asked.

"Well when I tried to break up with her, she cried and I felt bad so I just stayed with her. And besides...I wanted you, but I couldn't have you."

I lowered my head and started crying.

"I'm so fucking tired of crying," I said quietly.

He walked over to me and gave me a hug and I hugged back.

"I'm so sorry Bri. I honestly thought you moved on."

"How could I move on from someone that I love so much?"

My eyes widened, my heart sank to my stomach and I covered my mouth as soon as I realized what I said.

•in my head•
SEE! This is why you don't show your emotions! You become vulnerable and start talkin' reckless.

I tried to run to the laundry room, but he pulled me back.

"What'd you say?" he asked.

"Um. Uhh, I uhh. Hm, what did I say? Uh-"

He interrupted my stammering with a kiss. When he pulled away he was smiling.

"I love you too."

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