Out of My Control [bxb]

Chapter 17

"Uh, Reid, do you want to fill me in on what the fuck is going on?" My best friend asks me Monday morning, interrupting mine and Grayson's conversation at my locker.

My heart stops and I look at Grayson with panicked eyes before turning to face Preston. "What do you mean?" I question as Alex shows up.

"I mean, why is Alyssa telling people she dumped your ass cause you were a shity boyfriend and shittier in bed? You guys had sex?"

I internally sigh in relief. Thank God. I thought Preston figured out what's going on between Grayson and I.

"She also said you had a small dick," Alex not-so-helpfully adds. It's not, by the way. If you must know, I'm average and I'm fine with that.

"What a bitch," Grayson mutters with a shake of his head.

"I dumped her by the way," I tell them. Alyssa can talk all she wants. I'm just glad she didn't tell people the truth; that I broke up with her after having sex. It wasn't me being a horrible person, it was me obviously into someone else and not wanting to lead her on... okay maybe I am still a horrible person for that.

"Downstairs now," Preston demands, grabbing the strap of my backpack and pulls me with him. Alex and Grayson follow.

My best friend makes sure the teachers and staff are out of sight before opening the door that reads "Do NOT Enter!" You'd think authority would know by now that if you tell adolescents to not do something, it has the opposite effect.

Downstairs, the hallway's remaining smell of someone's smoking habits filled my nostrils. (Alex joked that he'd "love to meet this mysterious Mary Jane")

In the vacant, downstairs bathroom, the smell isn't as intense, and Preston finally let's go of me. "Explain."

I sigh, "I broke up with her Saturday night..." I scratch the back of my neck, not wanting to continue out of guilt, but then tell them, "after we had sex Friday night."

Preston's jaw drops. Alex has wide eyes. Grayson grimaces.

Then Preston grins and, with his hands on my shoulders, jumps up and down. "You lost it to Alyssa?! Hell yeah! How was it?"

I see Grayson roll his eyes. "I think the warning bell rang, I'll see you guys later," he mutters emotionlessly as he walks out.

Fuck. I want to reach out to him and apologize for the hundredth time, but then I'd have to explain to Alex and Preston why Grayson looks bothered and why I said 'sorry'. So I don't.

I smack Preston's hands off of me. "I also broke up with her."

"That's kind of fucked up," Alex utters like he's disappointed in me. I feel the disappointment sink deep into the pit in my stomach like a sunken ship in the ocean.

"I know! But it wasn't like how you guys are thinking. I was planning on breaking up with her beforehand cause she's..." not Grayson. I can't tell them that of course. "She's too damn clingy and kinda whiny. I was gonna break up with her after the party Friday night, but then we started drinking... a little too much. And it just happened. Then I felt like shit in the morning," I explain the best I could without lying.

Continuing, I tell them, "I was gonna wait cause I know how shitty it is to break up with her after sleeping with her, but I didn't want to lead her on." Half true; I was not thinking about waiting.

"Jeez," is all Alex says and I wonder how disgusted he is with me. But then he shrugs, "well you guys barely dated a week. She'll get over it."

"Yeah," Preston agrees with a nod. "Was it good at least?"