Age Is Just A Number//Chris Evans (Re-writing: coming soon!)

Chapter 35

It's been about a week since my argument... or discussion, whatever you want to call it, with Chris and I haven't talked to him since.

I just feel guilty and saddened about the way I left things, he tries calling me and texting but I haven't responded, I felt too embarrassed and stubborn to answer him and I can tell Karelyn is picking up on my mood change as she started questioning me, asking if everything's alright.

I just don't know what to tell her, I know that if I did talk to her she would tell me to get off my ass and talk to him...but I don't even know what I would say to him if I did. I guess I will find out when it's time to cross that bridge but for now I'm torn between fixing things and hiding, but I'm just afraid he will just push me away... be officially done with me.

Then yet again... they-that-shall-not- be-named was the one to kiss ME not the other way around.

I set my journal down, letting out a breath of both exhaustion and sadness wondering what the hell I'm going to do and knowing I will have to face Chris eventually and talk things out with him.

I just shake my head clearing away the thoughts as I grab the remote from the corner of my bed, deciding to put on a movie to relax.

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I couldn't help but get lost in my own thoughts as I navigated my way out of the lunch line and to Cafeteria to meet up with Hannah along with my two other friends Karelyn and Jineni.

I'm not sure how many kids can be crammed in this school but whatever makes them sleep at night.

"Hey... heard you were having problems with your "boyfriend", want me to make it better?" I scoff.

I stop walking towards the table and turn around to give my biggest resting bitch face to the nuisance that decided opened their mouth and ruin a semi- good day, which was non other than Justin Flynn.

"Excuse me?" I question, wondering if I heard that right.

"Come on, you leave the hospital with a what, 6'0- 6'1 buff guy that's probably in his thirties, and you expect me to believe that is your boyfriend... all I'm saying is that it's alright to admit if you got a sugar daddy" a sly smirk forming across his face as all his little baseball friends start making remarking to his comment.

I swear I felt my face heat up as I stood there not sure if I really heard that right, I couldn't help but feel so embarrassed from his confrontation especially in front of  everyone I thought were my friends...until he cheated on me with Megan.

The irony of that story was how I found out and it was on Snapchat from one of his friends that had me on his private stories. I felt the tears forming at the corner of my eyes as I was already feeling shitty from the argument I had with Chris from the previous day and having one of the people I didn't want involved or even know of my relationship start saying crap about it doesn't really help, so I did what anyone else would... I punched him.

The boy's head whipped back, cutting him off from starting another sentence as his mouth opened and I have to admit I felt kind of satisfied from the crunch noise I heard coming from his nose. 

"What. The. Fuck!" I heard Justin screech as I was already walking out of the cafeteria doors, dumping my lunch in the 'share box' by the trash can, and head out of campus while trying to maintain myself from breaking down in the middle of the school.

I sped walk to the nurse office hoping if I complain enough they would call my mom for confirmation on excusing me for the rest of the day so I can just go home and lay in my bed in self pity (and confidence) while watching Disney movies underneath a mountain of blankets with my Ben and Jerry's ice cream.

I mean, I don't understand why I can't just excuse myself but whatever.

I sat on one of the plastic beds they have in the little resting rooms, which is divided by girls and boys. I watch my feet swing back and forth as I wait for the school nurse to come back with her equipment.

After checking my temperature and asking how I was feeling she asked if I wanted to call my mom even though my temperature was average and didn't have any severe symptoms to go home immediately.

I guess she sensed that I just wasn't feeling myself today and I did look upset as my eyes were a bit red from crying a bit on my way here which was very sweet of her. I thankfully had my bag with me so I didn't have to walk across campus to get it and possibly run into he-who-shall-not-be-named. 

I should just be glad that the she-devil wasn't there to make things worse...then I would never be able to live that moment down for sure.

"Alright hun, you can go ahead and leave... do you drive?"

I just nod at her question.

"Okay, well just give this to the student services and you can go," she continued after getting my confirmation. 

"Alright, thank you," I grab my bag and the note, giving her a small smile.

"Of course... Oh! I couldn't get a hold of your mom so I called the next person on your emergency card and they told me that they will be meeting you at the house." she calls out as I walk to the door which I just nod at her and give her a thumbs up to signify that I heard her, thinking it's probably just my dad she was talking about so I just shrug my shoulders and start walking towards the office where I can just show the note and walk out the gate heading to Grant and head home.

To wallow in self pity...and confidence for punching the hell out of that F boy.