Living With The Player novel Chapter 9

From the corner of my eyes, I sighted Kyle. My heart ripped in shreds.

He stood at the corner in the hallway, he looked directly at Dylan then back at me, pressed his lips into a thin line, realization flashed in his eyes, his hurt eyes. Then, he shook his head sadly, lowered it, turned around then walked away without a single word. I got off the bike, glared at Dylan and ran inside to try and save my relationship. Even I won't forget myself in a situation such as this. Why does Dylan keep searching for ways to ruin my life? Currently Kyle is upset and the entire school is unravelling. This will not end well for any of us.

CAMILLA

In the midst of everything, I thought quick and acted fast. The first thing I did was control the situation, Dylan had the narrative since everyone looked up to him and the lies he had to tell.

I got off the bike immediately, brushing past the students which had just gathered to watch the scene playing out in front of them, they enjoyed it more than dance parties or prom night, especially on issues concerning the school nerd and the player. Take about a dynamic duo not to mention the power couple of the Century.

If only I gave two shits about them, their thoughts, or words. I didn't.

I had bigger fishes to fry, more important things on my mind, I was strictly on the verge of losing him.

I ran towards Kyle who was running in the opposite direction, trying to get as far away from me as humanly possible. With good reasons, his girlfriend now lives with a guy who has a record of screwing half the girls in the school, he saw her butt naked, and the day after she arrived clinging to him on a damn bike. That sounds awful.

"Kyle, wait please."

I begged, either he wasn't a fast walker, or he truly didn't want to run away. I caught up to him in no time, reached out and held his arm.

"I get it, I'm not as popular as him or maybe as handsome, but I thought you wouldn't fall for him, I thought you would be mine. I forced myself to think and believe that you're mine, you're different even though I knew he'd have his way." I sensed the pain behind his words and it was my fault. Well mostly Dylan for being an ass and a jerk at once, but I can't tell him that. I'm acting like the bigger person.

"Kyle, it's nothing like that. He's just dropping me off. That's all that happened, he's just being Dylan and trying to cause a scene, make something up where there's none, I swear nothing happened and nothing will happen."

"Isn't he supposed to drop you a block away or something?"

Kyle turned around and threw at my face. Yup. That's what we agreed on. Dylan must have woken up and threw those things out as well.

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