“But I don’t wanna go home.”
Hope was acting like a stubborn brat right now. I had to take her back home before Morgan’s parents came back, and then go over to the Pizza Shack for the meeting with dickhead Matt and his friends.
“We have to go…now.” I tried to sound all authoritative, but it wasn’t happening with Morgan standing behind Hope with a huge-ass smile on her face. I pointed my finger at her. “Stop it.”
Morgan held up her hands and tried to look all innocent. “I didn’t even say anything.”
“You don’t have to. You know you’re making fun of me because the whiny girl isn’t listening to me.”
Hope stomped her foot. “I’m not whiny.”
Morgan put her arm around Hope’s shoulders. I knew the girls were packing against me. “Why don’t you go to your soccer meeting and let Hope stay here. We&rsqu
Just like the previous night, one that still makes me all giddy inside, today was really lovely. I got to spend time with Ethan before he went to his soccer meeting and then spent time with Hope, who I now considered my little sister.Hope and I danced around to some music, watched some TV, played fix-up with makeup and clothes, then ate a small dinner before I took her back home. Her grandmother had come back and was pleased to see Hope and me getting along so good. It was so weird to see their household operating at a semi-normal level now that Ed was gone and Ethan’s mom was going to therapy. Having their grandmother there really helped out their situation, and both Ethan and Hope seemed like two different people without all the added stress put on them.I went back home and enjoyed just having some me time. I text back and forth with Tara and Ranae for a while, got caught up on some debate notes for our upcoming meet, and took a long hot shower, wishing Ethan
I didn’t even bother to tell the guys I was leaving after I raced out of the Pizza Shack after Clarissa.What was the point?I got into my car and drove around, basically going everywhere and nowhere at the same time.I went past the places that Morgan and I used to hang out by ourselves, to get away from the rest of the world, to forget who we were. I knew after today, after Clarissa gone back and probably told Morgan everything that she heard, that Morgan and I would never have a moment of togetherness again. She probably hated me right about now, and I couldn’t blame her.I hated myself.I hated that I agreed to such a fucking lame-ass bet that ruined everything…everything that mattered.I walked into the house, and it smelled good like someone had thoroughly cleaned and cooked dinner. The scent of freshly baked bread drifted through the air.“Ethan.” Hope ran out of the kitchen and grabbed me into a
I picked around at my dinner. I really wasn’t in the mood to eat, it was one long stressful day. After Hope got done pouting and ignoring me, I explained to her that Morgan and I had a disagreement but that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t ever be back over or that they wouldn’t be friends. I just hoped that it all worked out that way.I walked back to my bedroom to do the homework that I had due for tomorrow, then realized I didn’t have my backpack.“Fuck.”I walked back out to my car and looked at the front passenger seat…the backseat…the trunk…All locations were empty.Shit, I took it to the Pizza Shack so I could give Jason the math homework to copy.Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Now I had to drive the whole way back there to get it.Shit, I just hope no one that I know was still there. 
“Morgan, you’re going to be late for school.”Mom stood outside my door and knocked for the third time this morning. I heard the door open and pulled the blanket further up to cover my head.“You’re not even up. Aren’t you feeling well?” Mom’s hand managed to slip under the top part of the cover a feel my forehead. “You are a little warm. Do you want me to set up a doctor’s appointment? I’m sure I can get you in today to see Dr. Howell.”I slowly shook my head. There was no way that Dr. Howell or any physician could help me with what was wrong.How could anyone fix a broken heart?I know that sounds, so cliché. Poor girl with a broken heart after boyfriend hurts her.But, I really felt like I was dying. I’d been through a lot, second best daughter, always ridiculed at school, the list could go on forever. But, to have my boyfriend, or wait, Ethan never reall
As soon as I got into school, I knew Clarissa had talked to the Hawkettes. Usually, they waited for us guys to come in, sometimes even with breakfast foods, but now all we got were glares.That’s okay with me. Just leave me the fuck alone so I could figure out how, where, and when I would be able to talk to Morgan.“Dude, I guess she really did it.” Jason swung his arm around my shoulders and nodded to the girls who were keeping their distance. Brandon and two of our other soccer starters followed behind him.“Doesn’t matter.” I stared back at a Hawkette who was giving me the evil eye, death stare. “I don’t want part of this anymore.” I left them all standing there on their own. I was so done with this whole high school shit.&n
I knew I wouldn’t be able to pull the ‘I’m sick’ game off forever. I managed to stay home one week before mom told me that I had to either get a doctor’s excuse to go back to school or make sure that I’m in attendance Monday morning.Here it was, almost seven days after I found out what Ethan had done. How everything about us was just a lie. How I was now the laughing stock of probably the entire school or at least the soccer team.I felt used.I felt abused.And I felt a pain that I never felt in my life before. One that hurt so bad that I didn’t think I was going to be able to make it through another day, it was like I’d lost my best friend and my lover all at once.Well, I sort of did. Ethan and I had become both of those. He was my lover, the only one that I ever had. And I felt closer to him than I did my friends, even Tara and Rynae.Speaking of my friends, they called every day wondering
My knuckles were red and swollen from denting the locker with my fist. I went down to the locker room and put a bandage on the wound. I had five minutes to run back to first-class before I was late.Maybe, just maybe, Morgan would talk to me.The buzzer sounded as soon as I walked into the room. Morgan was at the teacher’s desk, and it looked like she was having a paper signed. I took my seat and waited for her to come over.“It was a pleasure having you in my class. I wish you the best in all your courses.” The teacher handed Morgan back the slip of paper.‘What the fuck, she’s leaving.’ ‘Fuck!’‘Fuck!’‘Fuck!’Morgan took the paper and walked over towards the door.‘Look back.’ I silently screamed at her in my head.Morgan turned the doorknob, stopped, and looked back over her
I was late getting out of the computer lab, but I’d managed to finish all the classwork and homework that I’d missed for the past week.AND I was able to avoid seeing Ethan.I mean I wanted to see him, but I knew each time I did my heart would die a little bit more. The last time I saw him today, when he followed me down to the lab, it took all my self-control not to run back to him.Tara said she spoke to him right after that, she said he didn’t look like he was doing too well. She’d never seen him so wrecked up. It was like this whole circumstance had ruined us both. ***Ugh