Ashley’s pov

 

She doesn’t stare long and quickly sets her attention on Blake. He didn’t look surprised to see her here. I wasn’t either, I don’t think any of us were.

 

She plops down on his thigh, one of her hands coming around his head to draw him forward. Her shiny bright red painted nails mock me as she tenderly touches his jaw.

 

A second later their lips are molding together and suddenly a wave of jealousy swims through my body. My gut twisted at the sight and I quickly look away. I could feel my skin prickle,like tiny stabs of needles piercing my flesh.

 

Either it was from hatred or it was from shame. Shame that I was jealous. I shouldn’t be, I had no right, afterall she was his girlfriend. I hated it, hated that I couldn’t control it.

 

I find myself excusing myself to go to the bathroom. Excuses excuses. My conscience mocks me. They didn’t seem to acknowledge me, not that I cared. Or maybe I did because I felt a stab of hurt when Blake continued to suck her face.

 

It should be normal, I’ve seen them done it multiple times. I should’ve gotten used to it by now. But I could never find myself to. Maybe that’s why I’ve gotten addicted to reading erotica novels, my life certainly lacked the romance.

 

I pushed the chair away as I got up. It was only when the chair made a scraping sound did Blake pull away. His lips are raw, red and swollen. My heart constricts at the sight. I move my eyes away from them, finding it unbearable to see him enjoy kissing her.

 

His brows are furrowed as he scans my body. “Where are you going?”

 

only raise suspicion. I did not want him to think that I

 

bathroom.” I told him for the second time. If you weren’t busy sucking her face you

 

wasn’t any reason to give him attitude. It wasn’t his fault, it was

 

before bringing his lips back to hers. I look over at Ryan and he makes a fake gagging noise that

 

with ketchup on the side because you hate it on the fries.” Blake says detaching his lips away from Stacy’s. I could tell she was annoyed but I couldn’t help feeling the bit of rush

 

a perfectly arched eyebrow. “You’re

 

eyes. “Oh how could

 

As soon as I was alone in the stall, the tears I had desperately tried to keep at bay

 

 

dab the moisture away from my eyes. Why was this so hard? Blake was my best friend, I shouldn’t be jealous that he

 

getting hard to keep it hidden. I had always had a crush on him, the boy who was my first friend. The boy who wasn’t afraid to fight off my bullies in the ninth grade

 

A second later heels clack against the

 

what an embarrassment.” Another female

 

as their shadows disappear. I would’ve sighed of relief if only they

 

holding her? The girl literally acts like a damsel in distress just so she can have them wrapped around her finger.” One snorts. The voices are

 

guy who’s already taken. Such a shame that Blake only sees her as a

 

body grows cold.They’re talking about

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