Chapter 60: Maybe...

BLAKE

The next day, I was at school, having to deal with yet another girl throwing herself at me. Since it was now public news that Rylie and I were no longer together, I'd been forced to deal with this all day everyday now. I was at least thankful that this was the last day of school before we went on winter break.

I forced myself to look back at the petite black haired girl standing in front of me with just a little too much cleavage showing. She was supposedly a fan and while I wanted nothing more than to excuse myself, another girl would just take her place. Besides, she wasn't that annoying. Just a bit too chatty.

"So would you like coming to my family's Christmas dinner then?" she asked in an overly sweet voice.

"I don't know about that- uh, Stacy, Chelsea-"

"It's Grace," she interjected, still smiling.

"Yeah Grace. I'm not sure I'll be available then..."

"Really? Then how about after Christmas? We can go sledding or skating or-?" she went on and on and on. I fought to keep from groaning and leaned against the wall.

As if on cue, Myles appeared all of a sudden, cutting her off. "Hey. I hope you don't mind but I have to steal him away from a moment."

"But we were talking—" she whined.

"I won't be long, I promise," he said, already pulling me with him. Grace pouted but only said, "I'll be waiting for you, Blake!"

I sighed and looked away from her then to Myles. He was still pulling me to God knows where and while I wanted to speak out, I wanted to know what this was all about. We hadn't really spoken since Rylie and I broke so I was kinda curious as to what he would possibly want to talk about.

He pulled me with him into an empty classroom and once ensuring that the door was closed, he turned to me, his face straight.

"So... having fun?" he remarked dryly.

"Yeah. Yeah. I guess," I muttered under my breath. "So did you want to talk or something because if it's about Rylie—"

"Yeah. What's up with you breaking up with her? I mean, I know you lost your grandmother and all but Rylie had nothing to do with that and you have no right to do that to her. I literally watched my sister put everything on hold for you! Rylie was a mess while you sobbed it up and for what? So you could dump her?!"

His tone was harsh, his words direct and they made me feel even more guilty. I sighed and said, "It's not about that, Myles. You… It's very complicated."

"What? You mean because you and Rylie were never dating but pretending the whole time?"

"Yes. Th— Wait, how do you know about that? Did Rylie tell you?"

"No actually. I always kinda knew. I mean, Olivia did tell me but she just confirmed it. I never bought the whole ’we were secretly dating’ thing. And if you remember, I did watch the video where you guys kissed and I know it wasn't planned. Plus it was kinda obvious. I never would've bought that you guys were dating. I'm not stupid. But that's beside the point. The point is, you and Rylie might have not been dating at the beginning but at the end, it was kinda clear just how into each you guys were, so why did you end it?" He fixed me a steady gaze.

"I really don't know. My reason at first was that I was guilty for lying to my grandma but that was selfish and not fair to Rylie," I sighed again and looked away from him.

"That's understandable. I can understand why you would think that but why the breakup?"

"I don't know. It seemed like the right thing at the time. I guess I just made a mistake. A real stupid one that I really regret now but can't do anything about."

"But what if you could? I know for a fact that Rylie's not over you yet so what if you could get her to forgive you?"

"I'd want to give it a try because I miss her but it's too late for me. She's with Sky now and he'll make her happier than I ever could. It's probably for the best that way." It hurt me even to say it.

"Blake, don't kid yourself. Sky's my friend but he's not for Rylie. I know her. I saw you two together. You're meant to be," he stated as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

As I looked into his eyes, I desperately wanted to believe him, believe that I still had a chance with Rylie but thinking about everything that has happened so far, I decided otherwise.

"It's too late for me, Myles. I've lost her and I can't get her back."

"You'll never know if you don't try," he remarked, removing his hand from my shoulder and stepping out of the classroom. I stared at the door in thought for a while before breathing under my breath, "Maybe Myles, maybe..."