Heather 

Yes yes that is happening even I can't believe it. I am crying in Parker's arms in his bedroom. That's something that I'm pretty sure my past self wouldn't believe it, she'd say, "Oh, he seems too mysterious to even let you." But hey, I wouldn't believe it  either.

"Okay?" He asks as we break away from each other and he pats my back. All I do is nod. I am okay. 

"Great." He says as he rubs his hands against each other and smiles at me. one of his innocent smiles. I try to smile back but my face seems too dry from the crying  and I worry that It might crack if I even tried to smile. 

"Look," Parker says, "I know how you're feeling, but you'll get through this. Okay?" 

"Yep sure thanks." 

The next day

I walk in the school hallways and a few eyes look into my direction. Parker is beside me the second he sees me . 

"How are you?" He whispers in my ears. 

"I'm doing great." I whisper back. 

I like how both of us are ignoring every stare we are getting. Sometimes It's easier to go through something with someone else helping you. It might as well hope you get rid of the toxicity easier. The hardest part though, is trying to find the right person, or they might be like Oliver. 

Speaking of Oliver, I look for him everywhere. Even though that's not the right thing to do. But I just can't help it. I wonder if he will ever apologize, or that he didn't mean to cheat and him and Olivia are just friends. The real thing is, will I forgive him if he apologized? I really want him to apologize. 

Wait, he broke my heart, I should move on. 

As I walk in the school hallway with Parker beside me, I can sense the stares and whispers hard on me like a hand. I try to ignore them, and Its too easy in the beginning, but it gets harder when a boy I don't recognize makes his way to Parker's and I direction. 

"Oh look," He says as he is adjusting a cap on his head, "The cheater and the weak boy hanging out together. Aww how cute, I totally ship." He jokes and looks over at his friends who are laughing by their lockers. 

He has gained the attention of everyone in the hallway by now and we are being watched by everyone yet again. Parker finds my hands and pulls me with him in the attempt of running away from the situation. But the boy changes directions and stands directly in front Parker. "Not so fast, crybaby." 

"Let us go." Says parker and I can hear how strong he is feeling from his voice. 

"Make me." Says the boy. 

I can see that a crowd is gathering around us, each one of them pulling out their phones to record. The bigger the crowd gets, the more my anxiety is and the more I feel the urge to die. I scan the faces in the crowd, hoping to see Oliver. I don't know, why I just need to see him. I want to see him. 

I get too distracted by the crowd that I didn't see the boy getting punched by Parker on his face. 

He stands there, holding his hand over his bleeding nose. He looks over at his friends and something passes between them. \

Parker 

I am aware of what I have done again. But this time I'm okay with it. It doesn't really matter to me anymore. I feel like I have lost it a lot of times in front of everyone to the point where I'm used to it, so used to it to the point where I stay in my place not moving like a statue. Allowing the other students to process it all and that It's me, Parker. I am the one who punched him. 

Surprisingly, the boy doesn't fight back, he turns around and leaves me with the crowd. I look for Heather but she is no longer beside me. I assume she left the school building and I don't blame her. 

***

Turns out the boy was going to the Nurse's office after I punched him. He probably told on me because I get called to the lobby and my father is there watching me, with anger written all over his face.

"What a big disappointment you are!" My father yells at me in our living room. "I did not raise a son to be like that." 

I stay quiet and that's because I don't know what to say. Of course, I cannot lie to him, he will find out and get mad at me and this is the last thing I want. Especially right now. I cannot tell him the truth either, he will keep asking further more questions, some of them silly. 

I find out though that I have been suspend from school for 3 days what a great life I have.