Part 11
Gabe's POV
'Oh Shit…I knew this wasn't good.' I sat there, taking notes out of my textbook. I stood up and walked to the teacher's desk.
"Uh…Ms. Catrell, May I go to the restroom?" I asked nervously. I knew she wouldn't buy it. She never did.
"Sure, but be fast. Oh…while you're out would you stop by Mr. Johnson's room and give him this for me?" she handed me a piece of folded paper, not bothering to look up.
"Okay. I'll be fast, I promise!" I stepped outside, walking out back to find Alyssa.
Normal POV
'Now I'm of consenting age, to be forgetting you in a cabaret…'
My phone rang. I glanced at it, hoping it was Gabe.
'Shit. It's Will.'
I didn't know whether or not to answer it. I had been so frustrated at Will.
'Ignore.' I couldn't talk to him. Not now at least…
*Beep Beep Beep*
'1 New Message: Will.' I quickly pushed exit, flipping my phone closed.
Gabe's POV
I went out back to the trees, approaching Will.
"Where the fuck is Alyssa, man?" I yelled, shoving him backwards.
"Chill Gabe, she went over there somewhere."
"…Good. I don't want her to see her dream boy getting his ass kicked…"
"What's the deal man?! I didn't do anything!"
"You tried to fucking take advantage of her didn't you? …And don't you deny it…there's a bottle of booze right there! You knew Alex and I weren't going to come, didn't you?!" I yelled, kneeing him in the stomach.
"So…what if I did? What if I tried? You guys are just jealous aren't you…jealous that she likes me better!" Will smirked. I grabbed a hold of his shirt, pushing him against a tree.
"There's a difference between jealousy and hatred. We aren't jealous of you…we motherfucking hate you. We hate how you're taking advantage of her! She deserves better." I screamed, punching him in the face.
"Now, now pretty boy, listen up…that girl is special…I know her better than anyone, and she loves you…so go apologize to her right now, and don't you EVER try this shit again." I let go of his neck, throwing him onto the ground.