21. Sneaky Cow

Sneaky Cow

GAbrIELLA

The bitch joined us at the table for dinner so I took off earlier than usual and spent the rest of the night holed up in Jamie’s room. Just after Jamie came in, I heard the bitch’s giggling through the walls. My entire body buzzed and ached as though I’d swallowed an entire hive of bees. It took until dawn before I could close my eyes and get a couple hours sleep.

In the early morning light, I study Jamie’s face as he sleeps beside me. Well not exactly beside me, he placed a bunch of pillows between us that haven’t moved since I started sleeping in each of the twins rooms. I’ve yet to spend more than a few minutes in Parker’s room.

I’m tempted to run my fingers through Jamie’s thick hair and see if the brown tips feel as soft as the blonde roots but I keep my hands to myself. I know we don’t have that kind of relationship, but part of me wishes we did. Just so I’d have someone to distract me from the pain I feel every time I think of Parker and the bitch in his room.

A shadow moves near the bathroom door and my heart stops. Not only has the bitch invaded the sanctuary the guy’s dorm has become but now she’s sneaking around snooping through their rooms while everyone’s sleeping.

I keep my eyes closed enough to appear to be sleeping and roll onto my side, facing Jamie. He mumbles something incomprehensible and reaches his hand out to mine before settling again. The second he starts snoring, the bitch tip toes across the room and crawls into his bed, wrapping her arms around his shoulder. She pulls his hand from mine and to my utter horror, he rolls over and pulls her into his chest.

I’m frozen, my breathing so shallow I’m not sure I’m getting enough oxygen. The bitch snuggles right in and begins to snore softly after a few minutes. With my heart breaking, I slip out of the bed on silent feet and leave the room. A single tear escapes before I can stop it.

I don’t know where to go or what to do. I can’t tell Parker or he’ll be hurt. He obviously loves her to put up with her shit and keep taking her back. I don’t want to put Drew in the middle of a situation like this, so I just gather my stuff as quietly as I can and leave.

The worst part is that it’s not just my friends I’m leaving behind, I’m fairly sure I’ve just left part of my heart with each of the guys and they have no clue how much it hurts to do so.