Chapter Five: The Jealousy
A/N: I don't know if you're supposed to feel sorry for Ronnie in this chapter... I guess it's just fun reading other people's thoughts, so have fun! It's funny... he hates her and is swooning over her at the same time... mixed emotions! Oh, and I'm still using WordPad, so please excuse any spelling mistakes.
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Ronnie's POV
Some girlfriend she was. Not even a week, and she's already with someone else. Kissing. And she didn't seem to be drowning in pain like I had imagined. It was sickening. At first it was just a simple kiss on the lips, but it deepened, and soon they looked inseperable. It made me want to barf.
And it wasn't that I was jealous... no. It was just the *concept*, that she wasn't miserable, as if she never needed me in the first place. Then all the nerve to march up with her new boyfriend and start making out right in front of her ex's face? Not exactly nice. And that's the number one reason I dumped that little witch. She could be so cruel, so unkind, so demanding...
She had the most beautiful eyes.
They seemed to just trap you, capture you, and whoever that guy was, her new boyfriend, he should feel awful lucky that he's the one that gets to gaze into her amazing eyes. She was so hot, and it was hard not to think about her, and the old days. We had only kissed, what, once? Twice? And that took over a week to get her to kiss me. But this guy... he must've possesed some magical charm that makes girls start making out with him right away.
Gordon, Gordav, something like that...What was so great about him, anyway? Anything that I didn't have? I had better hair. I had better clothes. I had more friends. I was probably more athletic. What did she see in him? He was such a me-wannabe.
The guys were all laughing at something, but I paid no attention. I could've sworn she looked prettier than she had five minutes ago. And when the two finally broke apart, she blushed and mumbled something, and he just grinned, as if he were saying, "One down, eight million more to go." Aaugh, he made me so mad!
"Shhhhh, don't disturb the space-cadet..." Alan whispered. "He's mentally making out with his ex."
I whirled around. "I was not!" I protested. "I was listening."
"Really? What were we talking about?" Tyler raised his eyebrows.
"Um... sports?" I suggested weakly.
They all cracked up again.
"Never mind, just go back to spacing out." Alan rolled his eyes.
I didn't hear him. I was already back to the two lovebirds, making sure that new kid didn't hurt my Lizzie.
My Lizzie?
MY Lizzie?
I was turning into another one of those mushy love kids, the ones that go around dreaming about some girl or another... but I couldn't help it. Now they were feeding each other ice cream. I felt the blood start boiling in my body. I could just go and knock the guy out. I was supposed to be there, the one who Lizzie used as a headrest.
She was practically on top of him... it made me ready to puke. And so smiley. She was never like that around me. She seemed so happy to be with this new guy. Like as if he were better than me or something...
And then she saw me.
I swear, our eyes locked for a split second, then she just brightened her smile a little more and waved. The guy waved too. Oh, the nerve... how could she do this to me? Did she have no regard for my feelings whatsoever? Now that we weren''t dating, was I just a lowly speck of dust? Or even lower, for that matter?
I care for her, I buy her a ring, I let her down easy, and what does she do? Run off with another guy the next day and come to the Digital Bean to show him off to the world, like he was some kind of prize or something. And when I thought about it... I didn't even want her to be my girlfriend anymore. Not if she was going to showcase me like that.
Okay, so maybe I did want her back.
But I wasn't jealous. Not at all. She had a new boyfriend. I had no girlfriend. So what? I wasn't jealous.
I think.
A/N: I don't know if you're supposed to feel sorry for Ronnie in this chapter... I guess it's just fun reading other people's thoughts, so have fun! It's funny... he hates her and is swooning over her at the same time... mixed emotions! Oh, and I'm still using WordPad, so please excuse any spelling mistakes.
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Ronnie's POV
Some girlfriend she was. Not even a week, and she's already with someone else. Kissing. And she didn't seem to be drowning in pain like I had imagined. It was sickening. At first it was just a simple kiss on the lips, but it deepened, and soon they looked inseperable. It made me want to barf.
And it wasn't that I was jealous... no. It was just the *concept*, that she wasn't miserable, as if she never needed me in the first place. Then all the nerve to march up with her new boyfriend and start making out right in front of her ex's face? Not exactly nice. And that's the number one reason I dumped that little witch. She could be so cruel, so unkind, so demanding...
She had the most beautiful eyes.
They seemed to just trap you, capture you, and whoever that guy was, her new boyfriend, he should feel awful lucky that he's the one that gets to gaze into her amazing eyes. She was so hot, and it was hard not to think about her, and the old days. We had only kissed, what, once? Twice? And that took over a week to get her to kiss me. But this guy... he must've possesed some magical charm that makes girls start making out with him right away.
Gordon, Gordav, something like that...What was so great about him, anyway? Anything that I didn't have? I had better hair. I had better clothes. I had more friends. I was probably more athletic. What did she see in him? He was such a me-wannabe.
The guys were all laughing at something, but I paid no attention. I could've sworn she looked prettier than she had five minutes ago. And when the two finally broke apart, she blushed and mumbled something, and he just grinned, as if he were saying, "One down, eight million more to go." Aaugh, he made me so mad!
"Shhhhh, don't disturb the space-cadet..." Alan whispered. "He's mentally making out with his ex."
I whirled around. "I was not!" I protested. "I was listening."
"Really? What were we talking about?" Tyler raised his eyebrows.
"Um... sports?" I suggested weakly.
They all cracked up again.
"Never mind, just go back to spacing out." Alan rolled his eyes.
I didn't hear him. I was already back to the two lovebirds, making sure that new kid didn't hurt my Lizzie.
My Lizzie?
MY Lizzie?
I was turning into another one of those mushy love kids, the ones that go around dreaming about some girl or another... but I couldn't help it. Now they were feeding each other ice cream. I felt the blood start boiling in my body. I could just go and knock the guy out. I was supposed to be there, the one who Lizzie used as a headrest.
She was practically on top of him... it made me ready to puke. And so smiley. She was never like that around me. She seemed so happy to be with this new guy. Like as if he were better than me or something...
And then she saw me.
I swear, our eyes locked for a split second, then she just brightened her smile a little more and waved. The guy waved too. Oh, the nerve... how could she do this to me? Did she have no regard for my feelings whatsoever? Now that we weren''t dating, was I just a lowly speck of dust? Or even lower, for that matter?
I care for her, I buy her a ring, I let her down easy, and what does she do? Run off with another guy the next day and come to the Digital Bean to show him off to the world, like he was some kind of prize or something. And when I thought about it... I didn't even want her to be my girlfriend anymore. Not if she was going to showcase me like that.
Okay, so maybe I did want her back.
But I wasn't jealous. Not at all. She had a new boyfriend. I had no girlfriend. So what? I wasn't jealous.
I think.