Chapter 6

~~Rose's POV~~

"ROSE!?"

I finally snap out of it and push Kyle back. I look up at Laura who had tears in her eyes that were threatening to spill. I felt my heart clench at the sight. I was never one to hurt somebody intentionally, but the feeling of guilt is eating me alive.

"How could you...?" She whispers, hurt and pain clearly evident on her face.

"Laura, listen to me. It wasn't me-" I try to explain but she cuts me off, making me feel even more worse.

"NO! YOU'RE LYING! You said you were done with boys like him but as soon as I finally start liking someone, you go and eat his face like a whore!" She yells as the tears spill down her face. She chokes on a sob as she covers her face.

To say I was shocked, is probably the understatement of the year. In all my life that I've known her, our arguments and petty fights weren't this extreme. We'd never insult each other like that. I was hurt beyond belief when she called me a whore.

"Laura, would you just let me explain?" I plead, tears forming in my eyes. I hated having a fight with her because our friendship meant more to me than anything else.

"Whats there to explain!?" She continued to yell. "How you enjoyed the feel of his lips?" She tries to keep her tears in but it was clear she was failing. Each tear that slid down her cheek, was another stab to my heart. I would never hurt someone like this.

I stand up and slowly approach her. "Laura, I'm sorry-" She cuts me off again.

"Sorry what? Sorry you kissed him or sorry you got caught!?" With that said, she storms off. I would've tried to run after her but she was one fit athlete. Catching up to her would be impossible. I sigh and wipe the tears away, still standing in the same spot.

"Why do I feel like this is somehow my fault?" Kyle suddenly questions and that's when I lost it.

"BECAUSE IT IS YOUR FAULT!" I was furious because this idiot is the main cause to Laura and I's ruined friendship. "You knew she liked you, yet you didn't even give a damn. I bet you lead her on didn't you? You've kissed her before haven't you?" I question, walking closer to him.

"So what if i have?" He shrugs casually. "She flirts with me all the time so why not flirt back?"

My eyes open wide and my jaw hangs open. This is the exact reason why I hate bad boys like him. They are selfish and self-obsessed. They don't care about hurting others, its all about them and that their needs are met until they are satisfied. It sickens me to the core to know such vile people like him exist.

"Get out." I warn, pointing to the door. He only stands up so hes standing right in front of me. I clench my jaw at the proximity. Even though I loathed him, there's something about him that lures me in. I am beginning to hate myself for it because i cant quite explain this feeling. Its almost like there is more to him that what he displays.

"Why do you hate me so much?" He questions, with a hard look.

I give him a look of disbelief. Does he seriously not know? "Because you ruined my friendship with Laura. This might seem unusual for you, but Laura means more to me than any guy would." I start, giving him my most lethal glare. "Shes the one whose been with me through my tough times, not some stupid excuse of a guy. Guys don't even know how to express their feelings and emotions to anyone, thinking its a sign of weakness, so how are they going to comfort me in my vulnerable state when they don't even know how to deal with a girl who's on her period? She was with me the entire time when the stupid excuse of a boyfriend destroyed my heart like I was some doll with no feelings." I sigh and look at the carpet. "Its not everyday that someone cares for you that much."

"You make it sound like you two are in love..." Kyle says amused like my whole speech meant nothing to him. Does he not believe that there are friendships as strong as Laura and I's?

"GET OUT!" I grab him by the ear and drag him out the door. I was so sick of his heartless words.

"When you have the decency to talk to me with respect and understanding, then you can come and apologise and I may forgive you. But until then, stay away from me you conceited low-life jerk!" I slam the door shut and lean on the door, slowly sliding down. It wasn't long before my sobs became uncontrollable to the point where it physically hurt.