Broken and Screwed by Tijan Read Free Book Online Page B

stopped being my friend and staying at my home, he excelled where Ethan had left him behind. He took over in sports. He excelled in his studies and graduated as the valedictorian. And he received seven full scholarships because of his work.
                  After everything we’d been through, I realized now that Jesse had turned his emotions off. He didn’t want to feel that year and I didn’t blame him. I didn’t want to feel either. I still didn’t. But he had gone from a nice guy to a badass womanizer. Jesse had left our school with the reputation of a player, but after this past summer, I wasn’t sure if he had wanted that reputation.
                  Though we hadn’t talked much that last night, our time together hadn’t been just for intercourse. Even as a tingle spread throughout me, I recalled the night. We had made love. It had been slow. It had been tender. And when morning came, neither of us had wanted to see that first ray of sunlight. Even when we had, we both ignored it. I had stayed in his bed through my shift at the mall. His phone had gone off, but he ignored it as well. And then during that evening, I finally pulled myself from his bed.
                  I was the one that had left, but he hadn’t argued with me.
                  We’d stared at each other as the door closed, and then it had been done.
                  I took a deep breath as I had gone to my car. All of my body had been numb that evening. The feeling hadn’t left. It was still with me.
                  The sounds of lockers slamming penetrated it and I lifted my head.
                  Angie was there with Justin. They both lifted their hands in a wave, but went back to their cuddling. Marissa was at the end of the hallway, dressed in her cheerleading uniform for the football game that night. Eric wasn’t far away as he stood with his friends, most of who were on the football team. He wasn’t dressed in his jersey and it took me a moment to remember that he played basketball. He would’ve been on Jesse’s team.
                  As I went to my locker, both of my friends separated from their groups and headed towards me. A part of me felt bad. They shouldn’t have to stop their fun to make sure I was okay. And that was something I felt they’d been doing for over a year now.
                  “Hey!” Angie gave me a bright smile. She had her books in her hand and hugged them to her chest. “What class do you have first?”
                  “I don’t. It’s my free period.”
                  “Oh.” Her smile faltered. “I have college biology. I thought you were going to take that with me?”
                  I shook my head. “I took it last year.”
                  “You did?”
                  I nodded. “Yeah. I—uh—school was all I kinda focused on last year, you know.”
                  “Oh right. I forgot.” She blinked a few times and then nudged Marissa.
                  “So, hey!” She jumped forward. Her cheerleading skirt swished around her. “So I know it’s stupid that our first day of school is on a Friday, but there’s a party at Eric Nathan’s house tonight. Are you going?”
                  “Yeah.” Angie giggled. “No seniors from last year are around. They’re all long gone.”
                  “Yeah!” Marissa whooped. “We rule this school now. Hells yeah.” She bobbed her head. Her ponytail swished up and down and she did a little cheering motion as she did. All in all, I caught the looks from every male in our vicinity.
                  “Hey, uh,” I spoke up.
                  Both of their grins slid away and all attention was back on me.
                  I sighed. Was this how I wanted it? To take away their fun all the time? But