Harper

Easton and Mrs.

Scott? Last night? He ...

cheated on me? Every time I read the post from WHGOSSIP, I feel like I get kicked in the heart again with the highest spiked heel.

This time, it's happening in the back of Ryan's car, the tears filling my eyes for what feels like the hundredth time this morning.

If Sadie hadn't spent the night and been with me when I got the news, I would have stayed home sick.

But she doesn't want me to hide and thinks that will only make me feel worse.

I don’t know how I could possibly feel worse than this.

And nothing is making me feel better, not Sadie trying to distract me by singing in the front seat, not Ryan's insane driving as he speeds down the streets, not scrolling through Instagram and seeing everyone's comments on the post.

How could he do this to me? How could he hurt me this way? Every unanswered question bites harder into my heart.

"Put your phone down,"

Sadie says, turning around to look at me from the passenger seat.

“Stick it in your bag and don't look at it again until school is over."

She nods toward my backpack.

"Reading all that stuff, it’s only going to make you feel worse, babe.” "I know,"

I whisper, but I can't help myself.

I have to see it all.

I have to read their opinions.

I have to know what they know.

And the one person who probably knows more than anyone is driving, and he hasn't said a word to me all morning.

But I need to talk about it, I need more than just Sadie's opinion, I need to hear fromm someone who has inside knowledge.

“Ryan,” I start and pause, trying to gather my thoughts.

"Do you think—"

"No."

I'm startled by the way he completely shuts me off.

“No, what?"

about this

at Sadie, silently pleading for

way with Ryan, she's able to soften him a

"Ryan, please,” she begs.

is freaking—the— fuck—out over this, tell her something, that's the least you

He looks at Sadie.

motherfucker the second I lay my eyes

going

means everything I fear must be

"He ...

with her?”

Ryan shakes his head.

been texting and calling me, but he won't respond to Ryan? I don’t know how that makes me feel, I just

Way too much.

phone away, I read

Please call me.

have to talk about

what you

need to talk to

me, please,

I swear to

me before you get

calls and I trusted she was giving me

mean, fighting about this before school

going to change the way

for myself that he

look at Ryan in the rearview mirror and ask,

again, the question proving to

they were sleeping together

can you

glaring at me from the

don't know the girls Easton fucks,

does,

way Sadie and I know everything about each

rest of the way to school, and I'm not surprised

always there for

says, pulling me into his arms, hugging

hate that he did this to

I don’t pull away.

today is going to be so hard once the whispers and laughs

it helps to hear this,

didn't show up to school, so I don't think you'll have to see

her in the

Everything hurts.

stings even more when I

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