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 with

Sadie, silently

a way with Ryan, she's able to soften him a little, something I've never been able

"Ryan, please,” she begs.

over this, tell her something, that's the least

He looks at Sadie.

motherfucker the second I lay my eyes on him—that's

going to

everything I fear must

"He ...

with her?”

Ryan shakes his head.

my messages.” Easton has been texting and calling me, but he won't

Way too much.

haven't put my phone away, I read the texts he's sent

Please call me.

to talk

what you think, Harper, I

need to

me,

didn’t do it, I

you get to

calls and I trusted she was giving

before school isn't going

going to change the way I

can see the proof for myself that

he possibly say that will make this better? I look at Ryan in the rearview mirror and

again, the question proving to be harder than I

know if they were sleeping together

can you

glaring at me from the

the girls

does, they're best

and I

way to school, and I'm not surprised to see

always there for

he says, pulling me into his

hate that

I don’t pull away.

sympathy, the protection, the comfort, especially when today is going to be

if it helps to hear

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

I won't have to pass her in the

Everything hurts.

even more

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