"Boyfrenemies" Vol. 2

twenty seven

TWEEK'S POV

*that day, a little earlier*

i couldn't help but lie in the bed that night after the blow up at lunch earlier with nichole.

i felt bad, i know she felt bad too.

she's my best friend and the last thing i need on top of a break up with my boyfriend is a break up with my best friend.

i should call her, right? would she even want to talk to me?

"ugh," i say sitting up frustrated after pondering my choices of whether to reach out or not. i don't want her to feel as if i don't care but at the same time i want to give her space if she needs it.

maybe she'll contact me! i mean i told her to do it whenever, "j-just not today," i whisper restating what i told her.

so if she doesn't text me tomorrow, then i'll text her.

yeah that's it, that's the plan.

after my brain finally felt settled, i decided to walk up to my window and stare at that heart aching, familiar house of my ex across the street.

the familiarity is what hurts me the most, also the fact that he's so close and yet so far.

but this is what i want, i don't want to get back together with him.

i don't.

.....right?

i can't help but miss him, i mean it's inevitable he's been in my life for so long and now every time we come face-to-face it's me yelling at him to basically get lost.

"i-i'm such a h-horrible person," i say still staring at the grey house.

i miss him, but i don't want to. i get the opportunity to talk to him, and i push him away.

do i not want to get back together with him or am i trying to convince myself that i don't want to...when i do.

all my thoughts scatter as i suddenly see a car pull up to his house and i immediately duck down hoping that whoever it is doesn't see me literally staring into his house.

i peek out after a bit to see an unfamiliar man and women, presumably man and wife walking up to the tucker's house.

maybe it's a friend of craig's parents?

that is until my heart sank seeing annie following the man and woman who without a doubt look like her parents walk up to the door.

is this a joke?

"w-what," is all i can say.

they knock on the door and the door swings open revealing a happy thomas tucker giving the dad a friendly handshake, hugging the mom, and also giving annie a hug.

i can't remember if thomas ever gave me a hug.

then, the door closes.

i slide down the wall with my back towards it to just think about what i just saw.

the tucker's are having annie's family over for dinner.

was this craig's idea?

craig hates dinners with his family and he hates annie.

it couldn't be....but what do i know anymore?

he may be upset with me seeing chris this weekend and so he decided to do this just to get back at me.

yeah...that's what he's doing.

"g-god," i say grabbing my hair out of frustration.

i shouldn't be mad.