Chapter 187 Obsession
Trent's POV
I'm only half paying attention to Professor Lenard as he goes over the schedule and the class expectations. I know my dad fully expects me to pass this class. And Charlie is absolutely right, if I ever want to pass my classes and become a doctor, I'm going to have to learn to take my own notes... But that just doesn't seem to be happening right now.
Right now, I'm fucking pissed. Just how the hell did Melissa get into this class anyway? As far as I remember, she failed every fucking science class she ever took! Something really isn't right here.
The fact that she called Charlie white trash and insinuated she slept her way to the top as me seething. How the fuck dare she spread lies about Charlie like that? I know she was doing it to spread rumors about her, to make the other student's doubt her. And unfortunately, she knows exactly what she's doing. She knows how to make people mistrust just enough to question what is real.
She did the same thing back in high school... To Charlie, and a few other poor girls she bullied. She was such a bitch, and she hasn't changed in the year I've broken up with her. Not that I expected her to. Attitude like that has to be broken, and she thinks she's on top of the world.
I don't know what the hell I ever saw in her. All she ever did was parade me around and sleep around behind my back. The fact I knew about it and really didn't even care should've told me to ditch her faster. So, why did I stay with her for a whole fucking 3 months?
Oh yeah. She was good in bed. But that was about it. The bitch drove me crazy most of the time, unless she had my cock in her mouth... It was the only way to shut her up!
Yep. I wasted 3 months of my life with the airhead who walked around the school like she was a fucking princess. She wasn't. All her little minions only followed her because they were scared they'd end up in Charlie's place.
To be honest, I'm regretting ever knowing the bitch. I never expected my mistakes to come and bite me in the ass like this. I'm gonna blame this on Dad. He's the one who encouraged me to go out and 'date' around.
Well, I did! And this is what I get. Some little slut who thinks she has a claim on me... Or maybe it's some crazy obsession. Either way, I don't belong to her. I'm starting to think Dad never had my best interests at heart.
I swear I'm finished with all that shit. I've grown up, and I need the chance to prove it to Charlie. I want something real. Everything in high school was all temporary. None of it even felt real.
I swear high school girls are the shallowest creatures on the planet. Even when I was messing around, I knew I didn't want any of them. I was just passing time. I was trying to push away my attraction to a pretty dirty blond who hid in the shadows of the background.
I should've grown up and realized none of them were even worth my time. I should've told my dad to go screw himself and go after what I actually wanted.
I wonder what my life would be like if I'd done just that. Is it too late to reach for what I want? Will she give me a chance to prove I've grown up?
I can feel Charlie vibrating with nerves next to me. This is my fault. If I'd never been involved with Melissa, she wouldn't have come over to mess with Charlie.
However, I have to say I'm proud of her. She stood up the bitch beautifully. Mel just doesn't know how to take defeat gracefully. (Actually, I'm not sure anyone has ever turned her down before... Even when I dumped her, she acted like I was lying and she knew I'd be back for her. Well, sucks to be her.)
I reach out and grab Charlie's small, cold hand, and squeeze it. My brain registers how it feels so prefect inside my larger hand. I would love to feel it pressed up against my naked chest while I explore her body with my mouth.
She freezes. Her breath catches in her chest. She turns those unique eyes in my direction. God, she's gorgeous. I have the strongest urge to lean over and take those full lips into mine. Taste the plump flesh before dipping my tongue into her mouth and tasting her.
I can't, of course. We are in class and there are too many people around. I'm not sure why my imagination keeps running away with me when I'm really supposed to be paying attention. But something much more important has my attention right now.
"Breathe Charlie," I whisper., rubbing my thumb in circles on the back of her hand, trying to soothe her. "No one can touch you right now. Just forget about what Melissa said. She's just jealous she doesn't have my attention."
She takes a shaky breath filling her lungs before slowly letting it out. In and out in a shaky rhythm. Very slowly, I can tell the tension is released from her tight shoulders.