Chapter 62: Chapter 62

I felt frozen in place, unable to move, and my eyes were fixed on them. I was unable to look away even when they were done kissing. The funny thing was, Romeo kept stealing glances at me. He knew what he was doing. He fûcking knew. I hated the blank look on his face.

My hands tightened into fists. I was unable to think straight. I wanted to confront them. I felt like doing that. I wanted to punch him, to hurt him the way he'd hurt me. But, I knew I couldn't do any of those things. I just stood there, watching them.

Suddenly, I felt a jolt as someone bumped on me from behind. It was a small collision, nothing serious, but it jolted me out of my trance. The girl who had bumped on me was a junior, and she was apologizing profusely. I just nodded, my mind still spinning.

I blinked, realizing that I'd been standing for longer than I thought. I let out a hiss and walked to where my best friend was. Her boyfriend was not with her. At least, we would able to talk better. Probably, a catch up on everything that had been going on in my life. Even though Jake and Romeo were not close anymore, I still felt awkward discussing Romeo with him around.

As I took a seat in front of my best friend, she threw me a deadly glare. "Here I've been sitting, wondering when you would stop staring at your pathetic ex boyfriend and his new girlfriend. It's nice to see you snapped out of it. " She snapped at me.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I didn't even know what to say. How would I be able to tell her about everything that happened?

Joey let go of the fork she was holding and it dropped onto the plate. She didn't move to pick it up. Her eyes were fixed on me. I already knew what was coming. She was about to give me a piece of her mind.

"I thought you were over that boy. You told me you've moved on. I thought you were beginning to like another person. James. When did you start lying to me?" Joey paused, trying to catch her breath.

"You think I lied to you. I did not lie to you. I was over him. I thought I'd moved on from him. Until last night." I muttered, before she could continue with her angry words.

Her voice dropped to a whisper. "What happened last night?" She asked, leaning in closer.

She must have sensed that I had something important to say, because she lowered her voice and leaned in closer, as if to make sure that no else could hear the conversation.

I nibbled on my bottom lip. "H…he came to my place last night…and he spent the night. " I stuttered.

Joey made a silly face, the kind of mischievous face you make before bursting into laughter. I could tell that she was struggling to control her laughter. The cafeteria was quiet, until she burst into a fit of giggles. She laughed so hard that people at nearby tables turned to stare. She took a few moments to regain her composure. I was staring at her like a fool that I was.

Finally, Joey took a deep breath and fixed me with a serious look. I held my breath, waiting for what she would say next. I knew I had messed up and I would not be surprised if she judged me harshly.

"I am not getting this. Make me understand, " Joey uttered. "First off, what did he want from you? I believe he is not homeless. Why did you let him spend the night in your place? What did your mother say about it? Was she okay with your ex spending a night in her house?"

I swallowed a nervous gulp down my throat. My best friend was interrogating me, and I felt like I was being put on the spot. I didn't know what to say, how to respond to her questions. Or, I knew the answers. I just didn't know how to say them. I felt lost, like I was caught in a game with no way out.

After a few moments of silence, she finally broke the tension. "Are you not going to answer my questions?" She questioned.

I drew in a long breath. "Okay, this is it. It happened so fast. Hell, I didn't know what was wrong with me. My mother was not around. You know my mom would not allow a guy to spend the night in our place. I was even the one who invited him in. He didn't plan to spend the night. I caused everything. I'm the problem." I explained, my voice already breaking.

Joey approached me and sat down next to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. Her voice softened as she asked. "Did you sleep with him?"

"No, I didn't. " I replied, shaking my head.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness," She muttered under her breath.

I also felt a wave of relief wash over me at her words. It could have been worse if we actually had sex. My heart would have been even more broken than it already was. I could not imagine the pain I would have felt if that happened.

"Damn, he was with you last night, and then he has the nerve to show up to school with his girlfriend," Joey exclaimed.

"Samantha is not his girlfriend. She is just his - "

"You are not okay. Infact, you're stupid."

The bell rang, signaling the end of break and the start of the next class. I knew our conversation would have to come to an end, even though I was sure we had so much more to talk about. But, we didn't have the same class after break, so we went our separate ways.

As we walked down the hall, she kept talking until we reached the part where we had to part. She gave me one last look of warning before she turned and disappeared around the corner.

I made my way down the empty hallway when suddenly, I felt a strong arm grab my arm and yank me into a nearby room. When he released his grip on my waist, I was not surprised that it was him. Romeo.

"Ivy - "

I didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence. The way he had grabbed and pulled me into the room already made me angry. Without even thinking, I raised my hand and slapped him across his face. I didn't stop to see his reaction. I just stormed out of the room.