Rosie looked past me then, mouthing at me to‘turn around’before walking away to her class.
I turned to see Luke striding towards me, followed by Finn.
Finn ran past me to catch up with Rosie, and I braced myself for more verbal abuse from Luke.
“Hey,” Luke stuffed his hands in his pockets, as I stood perfectly still, waiting for him to speak. “I need to talk to you. It’s not about us or anything like that,” he added hastily, shuffling his feet on the floor.
I folded my arms and gazed at him coolly. I had no clue what he wanted to talk to me about, and I highly doubted it would be unrelated to us.
“Right. So, go,” I shrugged my shoulders, clearing my throat.
He fixed his blue eyes on mine, and I realized he wanted to speak privately.
Was he serious right now?
I didn’t want to be on my own with this asshole after how he’d spoken to me.
“Not here. After class, meet me near the bleachers. Please?” He pleads with me, and the look in his eyes tells me I need to be there.
Against my better judgement, I muttered that I would meet him later. I turned and walked back into the class, annoyed with myself for agreeing to meet him on my own.
***
The bell rang out for the end of school, and I took a slow stroll to the bleachers to meet Luke.
Being out here reminded me of the many football games I’d watched Luke play in, even when I was freezing, I’d been there for every game, the loyal girlfriend. I remembered when he scored the winning goal, how he ran up to me in the bleachers, as everyone whooped and cheered around us. He’d kissed me in front of everyone, and I’d felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
My smile faded when I spotted Luke, his trademark blue jacket and helmet dangling from his fingers. I took a deep breath, forcing one foot in front of the other as I neared him, as pink talons crept around his waist. I stopped; my breath frozen in my lungs.
“You know Ilovefucking you. Always have,” Luke laughed, his head moving to the right so he could kiss the neck of the girl in his arms.
Krystal’s neck.
“At least you can be mine officially now,” Krystal smirked as Luke’s mouth silenced hers.
I felt nauseous, the realisation that I wasn’t the only bad bitch in our relationship. It seemed my boyfriendhadn’tbeen waiting for me.
He’d been shagging Krystal.
“Sorry, am I interrupting anything?” I called out, walking towards them with an icy smile.
Luke whirled around, his eyes wide as he dropped his hands from Krystal, moving away from her as she narrowed her eyes at me.
“Gretchen, you’re early,” Luke frowned, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
“Seems like you weren’t expecting me,” I huffed, shaking my head as Krystal rolled her eyes. “You have the audacity to kick off because I kissed Cal whilst we were together—”
“Yeah, and what?” Luke demanded, his eyes darkening with fury. “You shouldn’t have fucking kissed him. You were withme.”
“Um,hello?” Krystal snapped, folding her arms.
Luke glared at her, before waving her away.
“This doesn’t concern you,” he muttered coldly, his eyes fixed on me.
Krystal’s mouth dropped open, and she gasped. “Screw you, Luke! For the record, Gretchen, I’ve been sleeping with your boyfriend for at least a year. That’s karma for you!”
Luke closed his eyes as Krystal stormed away, tugging her tiny skirt down as she did.
