High Horse (Complete)

Chapter 35

---Kyle's pov---

I ended up staying the night at Stan's house. He seemed happy about it, and my parents were okay with it. After all, his parents were going to be gone all weekend.

After talking with my father on the phone, Stan and I went to bed. It was kinda late, after all.

Stan went to sleep pretty fast, and I just stared at his cute sleeping face while I thought about earlier. Wendy was acting fucking insane.

Should I even tell Stan about it? What would he do? What would she do?

I sigh. I don't know what to do. I have to do something, though.

---earlier in class---

"Who the fuck does he like? Is he dating someone? WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME?!" She shouts loudly.

Holy fuck. She's acting crazy.

"I don't know who he likes!" I shout putting up my hands defensively.

She rolls her eyes, "You know! He tells you everything!"

"Uhh... Okay... He likes-" wait. Should I tell her?

I look at Wendy and see that she looks a bit disheveled. Almost crazy.

"Well? Who does he like? Who is she!?" she shouts shaking me, attracting a few stares from people passing by in the hall.

"J-Just calm down, first," I say removing her arms from my shoulders.

She takes a deep breath, "Just tell me who it is!"

"I... I don't know. He hasn't mentioned liking anyone, recently."

She sighs. I thought she was giving up, but that wasn't the case. She grabbed my coat collar and slammed me up against the lockers, "Why the fuck are you lying about it?" she hissed at me.

I put my hands up defensively, "Look. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like anyone. He just needs to think right now... okay? He could still... like you," I say slightly empathizing 'like.' I wanted her to know he'd only like her. Not love her, yet not make her punch me in the face at the same time.

She hung her head in defeat and dropped my collar, "...Okay. If you say so... sorry," she mutters and walks off somewhere else. I stand up and rush into class before the bell rings.

I sigh again. What the hell is wrong with her?