"What makes you so sure that I hate you?"
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Jade Montgomery didn't think the consequences of one little mistake would be so drastic. After being forced to pack up all of her things and move across the...
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"Liam, please!" I run after my boyfriend through the crowded hallway, hardly able to keep up with his hurried pace. It doesn't help that people keep getting in my way, slowing me down further.
"Liam!" I cry once I've managed to push through the crowd and reach him. "Let me explain."
"Explain what?" Liam questions, finally managing to speak to me. A fire dances in his eyes like I've never quite seen before, his features pinched in anger.
The morning started off perfectly, though it took less than an hour to turn into one of the worst days of my life. Liam dropped by my house earlier, surprising me by offering to give me a ride to school. I'd agreed, allowing Liam to wait downstairs in my living room while I finished getting ready for the day in my bedroom. Once I'd come back down the stairs, Liam was already visibly upset. It didn't take me long to figure out what had him all riled up. He'd wandered into the kitchen and had found Luke's wristwatch sitting on the table. Luke had left it behind the previous day, and I hadn't had the time to return it yet. I had to force myself to believe Luke hadn't forgotten the watch on purpose, and I recalled him taking it off when he'd been helping me with my algebra homework, as it had been hurting his wrist when he wrote. Liam knew the watch was Luke's, because Luke had his name engraved on the back.
One thing had led to another, with Liam demanding to know why I had Luke's belongings in my house. I'd accidentally let slip that Luke and I had been hanging out together the day before. Liam blew a fuse, and though I can understand what has him so upset, that doesn't mean I have to like it.
Needless to say, the ride to school had been pure hell.
"It wasn't like you think," I say breathlessly. "We didn't do anything. He was just helping me with homework."
Liam snorts. "And I'm supposed to believe that, right?"
"Yes, because it's the truth."
"Luke was over at your house, helping you with homework," Liam says slowly. "And you two didn't do anything that would involve Luke needing to take his watch off?"
My face flames at what Liam suggests. I can't believe he would dare to say something like that to me, much less in front of everyone in the middle of the crowded hallway.
I'm suddenly not so understanding of Liam's anger.
"I get that you have issues when it comes to trusting Luke, considering your ever-losing rivalry with him," I snap, delivering a low blow. "And even though nothing happened between Luke and I, I still understand that you don't have to trust Luke, and maybe you never will. But you should trust me. And you know what, Liam? The fact that you don't trust me tells me all I need to know."
I'm over it, the fighting. It seems as if that is all Liam and I have done since the lacrosse game. One fight after another, about stupid little things that somehow always end up being about Luke Bradford.
