fifteen

Tyler Anderson

Yes. I was fucking jealous. More than you could ever imagine. Seeing Alice- my girl- make out with my best friend really did something to me.

I wanted to pick up the chair and smash it into his face. Maybe even hurt him so he'll end up in the hospital. I don't care.

I really had to hold myself back not to smash my fist into his face as he welcomed me in school.

"Hey bro." Chris's hand touched my shoulder, it was like ice was running down my shoulder.

I didn't really know what to say.

Did you fuck her after?

Why did you make out?

Do you like taking what's mine?

Why did you take what's mine even though you know it?

"Hey." I replied dryly. My eyes shifting to the brunette girl entering through the front door. Look so innocent and angel like. Fuck you, Alice Jones.

Cassie greeted her with a big smile as the two hugged. What did I do wrong? Why won't you talk to me, Alice?

God, this really made me suffer. It shouldn't. We're not even dating. She's not even mine.

I made my way to class. Sitting down at my desk. "Seems like your girl found someone new." Daniel leaned onto me, a teasing smile grazing his lips.

"Fuck you, Stevens." He chuckled, sitting up straight, a devilish fire in these dark eyes.

"She's turning into a slut. Next week she'll let Adam fuck he-"

I grabbed his collar. "Shut the fuck up. You have no right to talk about her like that." God, my blood boiled. How could he say something like that?

"Sorry man. I thought you're mad at her." I gently let Daniel go and fixed his shirt, gliding my hand over it to even the scrunch in it.

I don't know why but I'm not mad at her but at Chris. Seeing her flirt with him made my blood boil but seeing him flirt with her was something else.

"Not really." I sounded like I'm not interested in her. As if I never talked about how beautiful she is. How I want to make her mine.

The thought of it made me feel like I was stabbing myself. Stabbing deep into my heart. She wasn't mine but it feels like we just broke up.

I knew she was teasing me back then when she used to ignore me and I smiled when I saw her walking past me but now it feels like the hole stabbed into my heart is dripping with blood when she walks past me without saying a word.

I suddenly heard a loud scream. All of us jumping up and running into the big hallway. "You fucking bastard!" Madeline screamed, face red, hair messy.

"What the fuck is going on?" Chris whispered. I was still mad, I didn't respond, didn't shrug and didn't give him any sign I'm giving him a respond to his question.

Of course this wouldn't be Madeline Johnson if she didn't put a fucking show on. Her blonde hair all messed, eyes watering and chest heaving up and down.

"You've been fucking boys all this time?!" She screams. My eyes finally wander to Alan who's standing in front of her, face flushed.

"I mean no wonder. I could've guessed by looking at the way you dress." Her hand runs smoothly through her hair. Some people started whispering.

Alan is gay? What the fuck?

"Never got used for money, hun?" A smirk creeped up Alan's lips. Madeline's life used to be perfect.

Perfect and handsome boyfriends, all of her money, the good grades and of course her good looks.

But Chris kind of broke all of it as soon as he got her pregnant, the first time I saw her not looking all flawless.

First time her life crashed together. Crashed into pieces. Madeline who would've been a mother. Madeline who's dad didn't offer her any money anymore. Madeline who just found out her boyfriend used her.

Madeline stomped her foot into the floor. "Fucking asshole!" She almost screamed her lungs out. I looked at Chris.

His face telling me he wants to take her into his arms and comfort her. Telling her how he would be there for her. He had so much hope she'd accept him one day.

"What's going on here?" Principal Adams stepped out of her office. "Miss Johnson, what's the matter?" Madeline's lips thinned into a line.

"Nothing." Her head lowered, looking at the floor.

"Christian Caddle pushed her." Adam stepped out of the crowd of people. This fucking bastard...

Mrs. Adams's expression darkened.

Her head turned into Chris's direction. "Is this true, Mr. Caddle?" Chris opened his mouth. "It is. I saw it." My head shot into Kyle's direction. I just couldn't believe my eyes.

"They didn't do anything, Miss." Alice stepped out with Cassie, her innocent eyes piercing Mrs. Adams. "Chris didn't do anything. Madeline and her boyfriend got into an argument."

Her voice so clear, chin up high and looking deep into the principals eyes. "I see. Thank you, Mrs. Jones." A big gasp left Madeline's mouth.

"Mr. Parker, I'll see you in my office. Now. Mr. Adams, would you mind joining?" She disappeared into her office.

Everyone returned to their classes and Madeline started sobbing loudly. Giving Alan that death glare.

"Do you want to get your fucking head smashed, Parker?" I pushed him against the lockers with all my strength as soon as he came out of that office.

I was still mad at Chris but that doesn't mean I won't defend him. He's my best friend after all.

"I should've smashed your head at that party when you talked about Alice in that fucking disgusting way."

My weight pressed tighter against her. "You'll never have her, Anderson. She'll never be yours." He hissed. God, I want to smash his head against this locker so bad.

Causing his head to start bleeding, the blood running down the locker.

"I mean you already fucked her but doesn't mean you can have her." I stopped pressing him against the locker. "What did you say?" My eyes widened.

"It's so obvious. Don't act like you don't know." He scoffs, flicking his tongue. "Disappearing into the restroom, driving home together, sneaking around. God, so obvious." I let go of him.

His eyes eye me up and down, a smirk spreading across his lips. "See you, Anderson. Be glad I didn't kick your bestie of this school." He winked at me and ran his hair through his thick sand blonde hair.

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I couldn't really concentrate on the exam in front of me. First of all I didn't get any tutoring and had to try studying alone.

And second of all, Adam's words kept repeating themself in my head all night. God, so obvious.

I don't know why this one sentence kept repeating in my head.

I shouldn't care about him I mean it's not forbidden what we were doing. Okay... Maybe we shouldn't have done it in school but still. Not. Forbidden.

Not forbidden.

But why did we act like it was? It felt like I wasn't allowed to admit that I liked Alice. More than liked.

I rubbed a hand over my face. God, Anderson. Concentrate. This is your last exam after that you're finished with your finals.

I took a deep breath and started writing. I studied, this has to work. Myself from a year ago would've slapped me. Me studying? Never.

But something changed. I changed. She changed me. I started caring for school.

"Studying is important. School decides on your future. I'm rather a nerd than end homeless like you, Anderson."

She was right. I don't want to end homeless. There really are a few things I'm interested in. Business has always been one of these things.

Seems boring, I know, but it kind of is interesting to me. Marketing seemed pretty interesting. Maybe I'll look for something like that after school.

Okay, now, focus. My pen kept moving over the paper, not really stopping. I felt pretty sure about what I was writing. This was the first time I ever felt smart.

Sounds pretty weird but yes, I felt like I could make it.

"How did it go?" Chris chirped as we left the classroom, my head steaming, cheeks red from concentrating.

I don't know why but I kinda lost the intention of being mad at Chris the past few days. I actually felt like I couldn't be mad at him. He's my best friend after all.

"I think I did pretty good. This went well." He snorts. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Anderson." I looked at him, not one muscle on my face twitching.

"I'm serious." He cleared his throat. "Okay, sorry." An awkward silence fell between us. Suddenly I saw Alice rushing past us, cheeks red. She probably just finished.

"Don't wanna look after your girl?" I looked at Chris, my lips curving into a small smirk. "She's yours and you know."Chris said and run end his neck in embarrassment. I knew Chris was sorry about it. He noticed how mad I got.

"Never do that again." I didn't want to fight. The topic was over for me after I finished my sentence. I'll get her to talk to me. I definitely will.

But not today. I was too tired and I definitely had to get home. I didn't get any sleep yesterday. I'm kind of an over thinker and that's what happened again yesterday when I actually wanted to sleep.

Over thinking, over thinking and over thinking. I haunts me sometimes even over the dumbest things but I just couldn't help it and stop it.

"I'll talk to her but not today. I need to get home. I'm tired." I pat his shoulder and leave the building.