Chapter 2

As I was about to get to the door of my room, a hand grabbed me. I almost screamed but a hand stopped my scream, "It's me." I would've recognize this voice even if thousands others were speaking at the same time.

I turned and smiled, "Hey, you scared me."

"I kinda noticed." he answered with a little laugh.

I was wondering what he was doing here because he wasn't supposed to be there. "What's going on?" I asked him.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see you." he answered. Awwn, how sweet is this? I smiled and started to kiss him and pulling him closer and closer to me. He kissed me back with the same energy. After a while, I finally got afraid we would've been caught, "What if we get caught?" His hands were touching my body and it felt really good. His hands were soft and I liked the way they made me feel, I liked the way he was touching my back, and my skin…

"Who cares, Reed?" he answered. Yeah, right, who cares? I nodded and hugged him, my head on his chest.

He kissed my forehead and said, "Is anyone is your room?"

I smiled, knowing what he wanted to do and answered, "Yeah, Constance is probably in there."

He kinda lost his smile but still kept me in his arms, "Guess it's time to say goodbye then." His voice sounded dramatic. I looked at him, god he was so hot, and winced. I didn't want him to leave. But he had to.

I sighed, "Good night, Thomas." And I kissed his perfect lips.

He looked at me, smiling with his beautiful blue eyes and said, "Good night, Reed." He kissed my lips another time and then he left. I looked at him as he was walking away until I wasn't able to see him anymore. In a hurry, I opened my room's door and went straight to the window. I could see Thomas walking away. He suddenly stopped and looked at the window I was standing behind. He smiled again and turned away. He continued to walk to his 'home', Ketlar. As I thought, my roommate, Constance was there. Looks like she was studying which I should probably be doing too. She was looking at me in a weird way. Yeah, me coming in the room saying nothing and just staring at the window could be a little creepy.

She finally did smile, "What's so interesting about this window?"

I smiled too, thinking about him, "Well, Thomas Pearson walking to Ketlar."

She started to laugh; she knew I was dating him and she agreed with me: he was damn hot. But he was mine and she knew it. Anyway, she had Clint even if she was never talking about him.

Thinking about that, I asked, "So, you and Clint?"

She winked and said, "What, me and Clint?"

"Well, what's going on? You don't talk about him so much…" I said. She winced with a weird look. Maybe I shouldn't have ask…

She sighed, "I don't know. I guess I miss him."

"You guess?" I exclaimed. How can you not know you miss someone? I mean that's the obvious thing on Earth?

She shrugged and looked away, "I don't know, Reed. He's my boyfriend but it's been a while, maybe he's moved on." I recognized that tone; I used to use it when I didn't want to make me fake hopes. In a way, I understood Constance.

I went on, "You're not interest in another guy here, are you?"

She looked at me like I was insane, "Boys are hot but I don't think they're interest in me." I also recognized what was behind her voice: disappointment. Maybe seeing me having a boyfriend so fast made her doubt… Poor Constance.

I tried to smile, "Don't worry, it'll happen to you one day."

"I hope I'll meet my Thomas." she said, knowing how much I liked him. I smiled and went to bed after brushing my teeth and putting my pyjama. I talked a bit with Constance who decided to keep studying before falling asleep. I made sweet dreams. At least, I liked to believe this.

I got up at seven the next morning and took a brief shower before brushing my teeth. Constance was up and was dressing up.

She saw me and smiled. "Ready?" I asked.

"For sure." she answered. We went to the cafeteria. I was hoping to see Thomas a little before, but he didn't show. I hesitated a time before choosing between Billings table and Constance's one. Popularity or boyfriend? I mean, I knew Thomas basically hated these girls even if they were hanging out with Dash McCafferty and Josh Hollis, two of his buds. And I didn't mean to upset him or something. I knew he kinda had a problem with violence and I was trying to help him as much as I could by trying not to get him mad. I finally made my choice, reminding me what I had told myself just yesterday. I followed Constance to the table where she sat. Missy and Lorna were there. Damn, I didn't like those girls. I was able to see Noelle from where I was. She hadn't notice me yet, so I was all good. Thomas didn't show up at the cafeteria for breakfast. Neither did Josh, Thomas' roommate. Curious … Or creepy? What was he doing? Was in some trouble? I became worry about Thomas. I left the cafeteria early, without taking the time to eat as I used to. I needed to see Thomas, to know if he was alright. I walked to Ketlar, thinking he might be there. I stopped by Drake, which everyone called 'Dreck' and by turning a corner, I saw him. He was circled by his usual fans, I guessed. As I started walking to join him, I saw money in his hand. In the other, there was a little bag with white pills… I knew what it was before even thinking about it. Now I knew why Thomas seemed to own the place. I was mad. No, I'm lying I wasn't mad, I was so upset and furious that I couldn't even talk or anything without wanting to hit someone (probably Thomas). I felt betrayed by the person I was counting on the most. As I was running, I ran into Constance. I almost fell in her arms. I couldn't hold on the tears that were coming out of my eyes.

"Reed!" a voice called. I knew he was coming after me and I didn't want to talk to him. He knew about my mom and how much I was against the whole thing and still, he lied. I even gave up on Billings for him… Noelle was right. Thinking about her, I felt so bad for what I had told her and did to her. She just tried to help me. And I only pushed her away, denying all the truth because I knew she was right.

"Reed," repeated the voice, slowly. I let go of Constance. I didn't want her to be involve in all of this. It was between me and Thomas. I looked at him. What made me even more mad was that he didn't even look guilty or something like this. He was acting like everything was fine and alright and it just wasn't.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

"I don't wanna talk to you." I answered, coldly.

"You weren't supposed to learn this." he said. He looked sorry I had found out. Not sorry for what he was doing.

"If I hadn't find out, would you still be lying about what you are?" I replied, madly. He sighed and got near to me. I took a step back.

"Come on, Reed. It ain't that bad." he said. Reed, come down, breathe, breathe… Take a deep breathe and just smile. I looked at Thomas. He wasn't moving at all. A bunch of people were looking at us and it made me feel uncomfortable. Even the Billings girls were there, staring at me. Noelle had this 'I told you so' look and Ariana was looking at Thomas like she wanted to eat him. It made me feel jealous for a bit. But then I remembered that I didn't want him anymore…

"I can't even look at you." I said with a disgusted tone.

"Don't be mad, Reed, I know you like me, don't let this spilt us." he told me.

"I am mad." I answered. I looked at him.

He was about to say something when someone said, "I don't care if you deal drug, Thomas, you wanna have sex?" Are they insane?

Thomas looked at the girl without a smile and said, "No, I'm not interested in you."

Then he looked at me, "I wanna be with you, so let me fix it." he said.

"There's nothing to be fixed, Thomas. We're done, here."

He looked scared (or did I dream it?) and said, quickly, "You're not leaving me? You can't do this … I know you care about me … I do care about you."

I took a deep breathe and said, even if I was kind of touched by what he had said, "It's over."

I winced and it looked so real that he even took a step back. His expression wasn't cool anymore. He kinda looked afraid and not so confident at all. I heard some laughs here and there but I didn't try to figure out where they were coming; I was too busy walking away.