Number one rule of a friendship of the opposite gender is simple. Do not fall for them.
But briar soon realises it's easier said than done.
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Briar's POV. ___________________________
I slam my locker with anger behind it, causing a loud echo to form across the hall full of students, attracting people's attention towards me.
"What are you all looking at?!" I snarl, turning to the curious eyes.
They quickly look away with confused expressions and others with smirks after realising the shitty mood I am in right now and I huff in annoyance with a roll of my eyes.
"No, I'm not on my period if that's what some of you are thinking right now," I snap but my voice lowers the instant I remember the events from last night that come flooding in my mind again.
Forget shitty mood, I'm furious. I'm furious at him and his fucking games. I'm furious at his whole existence and I hope he gets hit by a bus and nobody cares about him.
Last night something unexpected occurred and he should be worrying about what is yet to happen to him.
I feel stinging at the back of my eyes as my throat once again swells and I tell myself not to cry right now. I will not be weak. I will not shed another tear for him especially from after the pools of my very own from last night.
Ever since I found out about it my emotions have just been a complete mess, all over the place. I have never before been in a situation where I have believed in someone and let them in but, they played me and broke my trust. Life is just screaming at me like: 'Well here you are, bitch!'
