Mr BadBoy And I | COMPLETED

C H A P T E R F O R T Y - S I X

◾ Hardest Goodbyes ◾

"Just a reminder that the winter formal is on this Saturday, make sure you come in your best attire." The announcer ends.

The sound of the mic turning off rings out in the entire school. I inhale in at the thought of the dance.

"Are you going?" A voice asks next to me.

I look out the corner of my eye at Abbie, and ignore her. She sighs out as soon as I do.

"I'm sorry Ellie, okay? I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, and Rose is too. I just hope you'll be able to realise that one day." She apologises just as the bell rings.

She gets up and exits out of the room, I look at her back in thought. But I don't give it much thought when I see Ace leaning against the door, waiting for me to greet him.

I stand up and grab my books before I walk over to him. "What was that about?" He asked.

His eyes focus on my ex best friends, I just shrug my shoulders and begin to walk down the hallway.

"It's was nothing." I confess, in which it was nothing because it wasn't going to get solved.

"You seem stressed kitten," He whispers beside me. "So I know you're lying."

I sigh out mentally, why does he have to know me so well again?

"Okay, you might be right."

"Okay? So what's up?"

I stay quiet for an extra minute as we walk to my locker, I put my stuff in as he leans up against someone else's and waits for me.

"Rose and Abbie keep trying to apologise to me, after blaming me for things that weren't my fault and not being supportive." I let out as soon as I'm done.

I shut my locker and stare up at his cold hearted face.

"Right?" Is all he saids.

I scoff at the response he gives, "See and this is why I said it was nothing. Because you don't understand."

"No it's not kitten.. I'm just confused to why they wouldn't be so supportive of you."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning– I thought they were good friends? You know the ones you can trust and call for an emergency?" His arms cross over his chest as he states.

"Well I thought so too, and then they went and did what they did." I sigh out and lean against my own locker.

He stays quiet for a minute and just looks at me. It wasn't like he was going to be much help if he's never been in this sort of situation before.

"You want to hear my advice?" He speaks slowly.

"Not really, but go ahead."

"Don't trust them just yet– wait and see what they will do to get your trust back." He tells me, his eyes glance back over at them. "If they're good friends they will know how to fix this."