Fifteen minutes later the gate buzzer went off. I went to the front door and pushed enter on the intercom thing. “Come in.” I said and then pushed open. I smiled and opened the front door. Cars were coming in and parking on the driveway, street outside the gates, and even on the grass. I saw several people I knew come in and some I didn’t know. I shrugged. Everyone looked good in their partying clothes. I saw Zoe, which I doubted I’d see at my house again. We use to be best friends until the middle of freshman year, and I didn’t speak to her since. I remembered that day as if it was yesterday.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, babe,” Jake, my boyfriend (now my ex), said. He kissed me and walked back into the school building. He had basketball practice late that night, or that’s what he told me. Zoe was having cheerleading practice that same night. I was going to spend that night alone.
I was about to drive off when I noticed Jake left his letter jacket in the passenger seat. I smiled and shook my head laughing. I grabbed the jacket and got out of the car. Surely he’d need it because it was going to be really cold later tonight.
I started walking from the parking lot to the school building. I entered the building and walked down the long corridor. The gym was down the hallway to my left, but I didn’t turn because I saw Jake and Zoe standing really close by the lockers, my locker in particular. I stood still and watched. I could stay hidden behind the vending machine and still see them.
“Why don’t you just dump, Ever?” Zoe purred.
“She’s my girl, Zo.” Jake said kissing her neck.
“She’s my best friend and all, and I do not want her heart broken. You should break up with her. Then we can date.” She said. She was trying to be nice while she was back stabbing me? Yeah, that makes perfect since!
“But…”
“But what Jake? I thought you like what we have? Am I wrong? ‘Cause I can leave. I can leave right now and forget all this ‘fun stuff’ I thought we have.” She said defensively while snaking out of his arms.
“Don’t Zo. I love you so, so much. I just—what if she suspects something?” He asked pulling her back to him.
“Lie.”
“Lie to your best friend?”
“Yes; I’ve lied to that bitch a lot. So I’m pretty sure I can lie to her again, but I need your help too, Jake.”
“Okay…” He said sounding unsure. I felt heartbroken. I gave him my love and my trust. And he was betraying me. That pissed me off. We had been dating for three years—since sixth grade—and God only knew how long they were going on.
“Good,” Zoe purred and they started kissing. It was getting all intense and intimate. He said he loved me, but then he just said he loved her. Who did he really love? I asked myself.
They kept making out and then I stepped out so I could be seen. They didn’t see me so I hit a locker. They jumped and pulled apart. “Ever!” Jake said stepping forward.
“Don’t,” I said firmly and put my hand out in front of me.
“Ever, I’m sorry.” Zoe said.
“I don’t care what you have to say! You’re not my friend anymore. I hate you!” I screamed at her. “You, Jake, you betrayed my love and trust. Why?”
He looked me in the eyes and I swear he was crying. “Baby, please, forgive me? Zoe and I are nothing.”
“I am nothing to you now?” Zoe asked her hands on her hips. “I thought we were in love Jacob.”
“It’s Jake.” I said. “He does not, under any circumstances, like to be called Jacob.”
Jake nodded and he rubbed at his eyes. “You hate me now?”
“No, but I sure am mad.” I said and threw his jacket on the ground. “Hope you don’t get cold.” My words were bitter and crisp. I ran off and I could hear Jake yelling my name and Zoe trying to be seductive again. I kept running. I ran out of the building and into the parking lot. I didn’t get back in my car. I stood in front of my car and took out my cigarette lighter and lit the car on fire. “Burn, baby, burn.” I murmured and started running again.
I was blocks away and I could see the fire burn wilder. I swore I heard Jake cry out to God. He probably thought I was in the car burning, but I didn’t care. I just needed to run. I passed out at the gate to the house and my parents weren’t there. Before I blacked out, I knew I was going to be dead because it was going to get dark soon. I woke up hours later and I was inside. Weird, right?
“I’ll see you tomorrow, babe,” Jake, my boyfriend (now my ex), said. He kissed me and walked back into the school building. He had basketball practice late that night, or that’s what he told me. Zoe was having cheerleading practice that same night. I was going to spend that night alone.
I was about to drive off when I noticed Jake left his letter jacket in the passenger seat. I smiled and shook my head laughing. I grabbed the jacket and got out of the car. Surely he’d need it because it was going to be really cold later tonight.
I started walking from the parking lot to the school building. I entered the building and walked down the long corridor. The gym was down the hallway to my left, but I didn’t turn because I saw Jake and Zoe standing really close by the lockers, my locker in particular. I stood still and watched. I could stay hidden behind the vending machine and still see them.
“Why don’t you just dump, Ever?” Zoe purred.
“She’s my girl, Zo.” Jake said kissing her neck.
“She’s my best friend and all, and I do not want her heart broken. You should break up with her. Then we can date.” She said. She was trying to be nice while she was back stabbing me? Yeah, that makes perfect since!
“But…”
“But what Jake? I thought you like what we have? Am I wrong? ‘Cause I can leave. I can leave right now and forget all this ‘fun stuff’ I thought we have.” She said defensively while snaking out of his arms.
“Don’t Zo. I love you so, so much. I just—what if she suspects something?” He asked pulling her back to him.
“Lie.”
“Lie to your best friend?”
“Yes; I’ve lied to that bitch a lot. So I’m pretty sure I can lie to her again, but I need your help too, Jake.”
“Okay…” He said sounding unsure. I felt heartbroken. I gave him my love and my trust. And he was betraying me. That pissed me off. We had been dating for three years—since sixth grade—and God only knew how long they were going on.
“Good,” Zoe purred and they started kissing. It was getting all intense and intimate. He said he loved me, but then he just said he loved her. Who did he really love? I asked myself.
They kept making out and then I stepped out so I could be seen. They didn’t see me so I hit a locker. They jumped and pulled apart. “Ever!” Jake said stepping forward.
“Don’t,” I said firmly and put my hand out in front of me.
“Ever, I’m sorry.” Zoe said.
“I don’t care what you have to say! You’re not my friend anymore. I hate you!” I screamed at her. “You, Jake, you betrayed my love and trust. Why?”
He looked me in the eyes and I swear he was crying. “Baby, please, forgive me? Zoe and I are nothing.”
“I am nothing to you now?” Zoe asked her hands on her hips. “I thought we were in love Jacob.”
“It’s Jake.” I said. “He does not, under any circumstances, like to be called Jacob.”
Jake nodded and he rubbed at his eyes. “You hate me now?”
“No, but I sure am mad.” I said and threw his jacket on the ground. “Hope you don’t get cold.” My words were bitter and crisp. I ran off and I could hear Jake yelling my name and Zoe trying to be seductive again. I kept running. I ran out of the building and into the parking lot. I didn’t get back in my car. I stood in front of my car and took out my cigarette lighter and lit the car on fire. “Burn, baby, burn.” I murmured and started running again.
I was blocks away and I could see the fire burn wilder. I swore I heard Jake cry out to God. He probably thought I was in the car burning, but I didn’t care. I just needed to run. I passed out at the gate to the house and my parents weren’t there. Before I blacked out, I knew I was going to be dead because it was going to get dark soon. I woke up hours later and I was inside. Weird, right?