I had showed up at the game.
He hadn't wanted to speak to me. He just... looked through me.
Cole had told everyone in speaking distance that we were dating. DATING.
It was like my worst nightmare coming true.
Cole was around me, trying to put his arm around me, while I was pushing him off, fighting my ways toward Michael. "Babe, calm down, he'll be cool." Cole had whispered into my ear, making me want to puke.
I turned around and punched him straight in the mouth. In front of the crowds. In front of God and everyone. Laid him out. He staggered back, shouting some choice words, sputtering as he picked himself up off the ground. "And to think that I ever liked you!"
So much for that friendship.
I had tried on Sunday to go by his house, about hysterical when I was again tu
