Emma's POV
"Gray and Lily are acting weird." I told Chase.
"Is that so?" He asked, seeming so unconcerned.
"Yeah. I wanted to sit by them and they were so hostile." Replaying it in my head made me almost want to cry.
Heartbreaks were bad, but friendship breakups too were somewhere on that list of things that could make someone go mad.
"Did they say anything?" Gray asked.
"Anything like what?" I had a sneaky feeling that he knew something, but Chase wasn't a really readable person.
"I don't know. Something out of the ordinary?" He asked.
. He was so engrossed in his food, one would've thought that it wasn't his best friend we were talking about.
"Their whole freaking attitude was. That's the exact fucking thing I'm saying." His 'I don't care' attitude was getting on my nerves.
I was already on the verge of tears, and he wasn't helping matters.
"Just go somewhere else." I said.
"And you're complaining about Gray and her?" Chases rarely ever called Lily by her name. He just couldn't be bothered to. That was how bad they didn't like each other.
"Mines cause you're annoying and making me sound like I'm overreacting, when I literally just got snubbed by my friends." My voice was getting louder, but I didn't mean for it to.
"Well, I'm sorry." Chase took my hand and rubbed it.
If I had superpowers, I'd have rid the dining room of everyone in it so we could have some hot makeup sex, but we were in school, so I controlled my already throbbing clit.
"Let's just eat." I said, taking my hands back before I turned red in the cheeks.
"You're so easy to turn on." Chase said, laughing.
"Shut the fuck up." I said, embarrassed.
"I can't do that, but I can fuck you." He sucked air in through his teeth and winked at me.
Chase was effortlessly sexy. I looked away, unfortunately, towards Lily and Gray.
They seemed to be having their own version of heated conversations.
I tried so hard to pick out words, but they were as quiet as could be, and the only indication I had that they were talking about me was when Gray looked in my direction and unexpectedly met my eyes.
He tore his eyes away slowly, and avoided the part of the dining I was all through their stay there.
"Emma, just give it time." Chase said unexpectedly. "People are going through a lot of stuff, you can't expect them to be all smiles every minute of the day." He added.
"I'd never treat them like they treat me though." I protested and Chase laughed.
"You really can't say how it'd be if you aren't in their shoes." He was too cool about it and I didn't fancy it.
I liked to care, I liked to be bothered, I liked to know.
"I have a feeling you know something about it." I said.
"And why is that?" He asked me.
"I don't know. You seem too chill for someone who's losing the only friend he has." I said.
"That's why I'm trying to make more." He said, looking at me.
"And what happens when this 'more' starts acting funny? You switch? Is that always what you do? Switch friends? Switch girls? Like you switch cars?" I had lost appetite for the food so I just took my apple and ate.
"Emma, you're taking this way too far." He said, rising to his defense.
"Am I really?" I asked him.
Maybe this is just the eye opener I need.
Maybe Chase was the friend there only for seasons.
It would be bad for me if I, worse still, caught feelings for him.
"Emma please." He touched my hand.
Unfortunately for me, Chase had begun to learn a lot of things about me. Including the fact that I was a horrible overthinker.
"I know what you're doing. Stop." He said.
"What is it I'm doing?" I asked him, crunching a little too hard on the apple that I began to irritate myself.
"You're thinking about it. And I know somehow, I'm gonna be the one to bear the brunt." He held my hand again and put his food aside
"Chase please." I begged. "My world and thoughts don't revolve around you." The did, for a fact, they fucking did. My dreams too as a matter of fact.
"You and I know they do." Chase gave me a funny smile I see only when he's fully turned on.
I looked away before he saw me blush. I didn't like how he made me weak in my knees. How I lost my sense when I was close to him.
"It's hard to not think that way. It's the only logical conclusion I could give to you dumping Jessica for me. I know the moment a new girl walks in…" I trailed off. I didn't mean to say that bit. That's why I didn't like talking too much around him. He took charge of my senses and had me saying trash.
"No. Go on. You don't get to do the uncompleted sentences now. I wanna hear you out." Apparently, I was funny to him.
"Just fuck off." I said, taking my hands out of his
"We both know that's not what you mean." He said, with too much confidence.
"Chase, we have a class to be in." I said, cutting him off. I was done with the conversation.
I had overshared already.
He got up and walked to my side, and leaned down to my ears. "Riddle me this. I'm someone who says 'Chase, we shouldn't be doing this' and goes ahead to worry about Chase doing it with some other girl." The amount of shame I felt from hearing him say the exact thing I moan whenever he has sex with me made me wanna die.
I got up and went to class without him.
It dawned on me that if I didn't pick up my slack, I'd just be a sad little ex of his, relegated to the same place almost all the girls in class, including Jessica have been.
I wanted to be worth more to him, to everyone.
I got to the class and sat directly beside Lily, damning all consequences.