It Comes Naturally

6.

Yup. And there it is.

My heart clenched in pain for my best friend. Here I am witnessing her boyfriend with his jeans around his ankles with his hips pistoning into some willing girl. Whoever he was fucking had their sock-clad feet anchored around his thigh. Cliched as fuck but what do you expect from high schoolers. I released a heavy sigh and got into my car. Not wanting her to see it all, I texted her to meet me at the front of the school. She will have to walk through the ground floor halls to meet me. Closing my eyes, wishing I didn't see it, I tried to convince myself that it wasn't Derek but I was kidding myself. It was his SUV. I recognized his height, hair color, and his tribal tattoo on his left arm. The anger that bloomed in my chest made the angelic and devil sides to my conscience appear in my head. 

One side was telling me to confront the cheating bastard and lay into him but the other side was leading me away from the prick and towards Selby.  It will gut her to find out about this shit in public. Her practice was about to finish, if she sees him with all her friends, the humiliation will spike further. No. I had to protect her.

My car was hidden by a couple of cars but anyone could have noticed him from the back entrance of the dance studio which is connected to the girls' locker room. On the far side of the car park, the football field was closer, anyone can see him from either way yet there he was, doing his shit in public. My anger began was boiling over now, not only was he a cheater but a disrespectful one too. Running my fingers through my hair, I backed out of my parking spot and glanced in my rearview mirror to see Derek look over his shoulder. He quickly pulled up his jeans and slammed the back door of his van before rounding it to go to the driver's side. Shaking my head, I simply drove off at a moderate speed, not wanting him to know I saw everything. He probably recognized my car but I really didn't care. 

Selby was my main concern.

Should I tell her? 

It wasn't a secret among the group that we didn't like Derek. We tolerated the dude because of our love and loyalty to her. If I tell her, she will misconstrue it to me wanting her to get rid of Derek because we don't like him, denying the truth during that whole time. 

Ah fuck. 

Maybe I should let the girls do it. 

I don't know what to do.

Parking at the front of the school, I saw Derek's van speeding past the school on the main street, proving that it was really him. The SUV was black with God-awful orange customized rims, it was truly recognizable. Closing my eyes, I threw my head back against the headrest, trying to figure out what to do, what to say, the thought of hurting her was killing me. I guess I lost track of time, before I know it, in climbed in the subject of my dreams. 

"All good?" I asked in a conciliatory tone. How long was I trying to calm myself and getting lost in thought?

"Yeah." 

I grinned at her sunny disposition, always so upbeat, and never let herself get down. I know back at the studio she was feeling sorry for herself and pushing her mind and body to get in perfect synchronization but she will work it out soon. Until then, I will be with her every step of the way, like I always have. A frown marred my face as I came to the realization that I also placed myself in the friendzone with Selby by being one of her 'go-to' guys, a brother. Am I too late to change that status?

"Yo, you okay. We gotta go before we lose our good spots." 

Shaking my head to get rid of my sad thoughts, I turned her way and gave her a small smile. Her toothy grin made my own smile wider. Leaning over the console she threw her arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to her in time to take an impromptu selfie. "Sellie," I grumbled half-heartedly when she laughed at my slight annoyance with her fingers typing away on her phone.