Chapter fifty-five270Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLomjUbqt7k
Matt
Shit, shit, shit.
No!
What did I just do?!
I always do this. I don't want her to leave. To hate me. There is an us. Why did I just lie to her?
I do want us to be together. I just pushed her away out of frustration and.....anger.
Why did that guy have to tell her about Denise? Put that in her head.
Denise is just a girl. Novah is my girl.
I speed out of the parking lot. I know she's up there sobbing because of me. God, I feel so shitty. I drive around until I find a bar. I used to do this shit all the time. I haven't done it in a long time but I need to numb this feeling. Its worst than pain. Guilt, shame, hopelessness. There's only so many times one beautiful angel can forgive me. I park my car and go into the bar and sit down in front of the counter. It's funny how nobody ever asks me for my ID when I drink.
There's a server. She has hot pink lipstick on with a whole bunch of other shit. Novah never puts all that shit on her face and when she does she looks fucking gorgeous....as usual.
"And what will you have?" she says with a sly smile.
"Whiskey on the rocks," I murmur.
She grabs me a glass and puts the ice chunks in there. She pours the golden liquid sunshine over the ice and slides me the glass. Even though alcohol does so much damage it's the only thing that makes me feel better.
Well, besides......her.
Shit. I messed up. How can I fix this? There's no way she's gonna take me back.
"Hey there," I hear a female-sounding voice next to me. It's not Novah's, though, unfortunately.
I turn my head and see a girl with blonde hair, dyed light pink at the ends, and a petite body.
Don't let that fool you, though. Those girls are usually the worst.
Like Alessia. I thought she was some goth bitch who wanted some casual sex. No. She's determined to poison Novah against me. I know she tricked me last night.
She lured me into that hall just to make sure that Novah would see us and get even more upset.
"Hey," I grunt. I take a sip of the cold liquid. It slides down my throat soothing and burning all at the same time.
Just like.....her.
"I'm Lori," the blonde pulls me out of thoughts. I look behind her and see a table of girls looking our way. They quickly look away. Ugh. Not this shit. If she thinks I'm about to take her dumbass virginity, she's wrong. She reeks of inexperience and eagerness
"Cool," I say rudely. I don't understand why women can't tell when we're not interested.
"And yours is....."
"Not important,"
She nudges my shoulder. "Tell me,"
I look at her, bewildered. Why is she touching me again?
I kind of get a feeling she's not gonna leave me alone till I tell her.
"Matt. Get lost, child." I throw in the 'child' part to rile her up. Make her angry and annoyed. It's my specialty.
"Child?!" she gasps. "The things that I can do a child can't,"
I look at her. She's trying to fake, confidence right now. Trying to make me think she's sexual or something.
"You're a virgin. Now leave me alone,"
She sits there, mouth agape. She huffs off, back to her table of dumbass friends.
You can keep your virginity. I only want Novah's. I have hers. I take a long gulp of the whiskey, chewing on the ice.
My phone starts buzzing in my pocket. I take it out.
Skylar. Ughhhhh. There is no way I'm answering that. I'm just about to put my phone away when I think of something. What if it's about Novah?
I answer and put it up to my ear.
"Come to the hospital. Now," Skylar says shakily.
"Wait, why? Which hospital?" I finish the glass of whiskey, put a twenty down on the counter, and rush out the door to my car.
"Novah's in the hospital. She's barely breathing."
My heart drops. I drop my phone on the ground.
What have I done?
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