The Player

Chapter 16

Christopher

7:40 PM

What is wrong with me?

That seemed to be question that I asked myself a lot recently.

The walk away from Brielle seemed like forever, but I knew that I couldn't stay there with her, no matter how much I wanted to. When I finally reached my car, I got into the driver's seat, running my hands through my hair in frustration.

The problem wasn't that I regretted kissing her, it was that I didn't.

This wasn't supposed to happen. None of it was. I wasn't supposed to get feelings for her. I was supposed to stay focused on the plan.

Reel her in. Make her like me. Then break her heart.

That was always the goal. After I found out that she was Scott's little sister, and how much that bugged him, I knew that it had to be done. He needed to understand what it was like to see someone close to you wear away. To not even recognize who they were. To see someone that had been nothing but happy have their entire life fall apart in front of your eyes.

He deserved it.

But she didn't.

When I first saw her, with her chocolate-colored hair and deep brown eyes, she was the most beautiful girl that I ever saw. Not in the same way that Melanie and the waitress were. She was beautiful in a way that didn't require effort. She didn't need to try, or be something that she wasn't. There was something about the way that nothing seemed to faze her that wrapped me in, that I didn't know at the time.

I snapped out of my thoughts, putting the key into the ignition and starting the car. I just needed to get home and clear my head of what just happened. By the time that I got to my house, I was mentally exhausted. I collapsed onto the couch, closing my eyes, trying to fall asleep.

"Where were you?" Nicole said, plopping down next to me on the couch, a bowl of popcorn in her hand. I groaned as my eyes fluttered open, my potential nap now ruined.

"Did you not see that I was sleeping?" I grumbled.

"I did, I just chose to ignore it." She grabbed the remote off the table and turned on the TV. "What were you doing anyway. We were supposed to watch a movie after school today."

mumbled, closing my eyes again. I wasn't

punched me hard in the arm, causing me to clutch the area in pain.

She popped a piece of popcorn in her mouth. "And now that I have

raised in amusement. "You

"Correct."

tell you but there is

knowing eyes. "Chris, I have known you for nearly 17 years. I have bathed

did not," I interjected. "You were like five at the time, you were barely potty trained

point is that I know you, and I know when something's wrong. You've been acting weird around me

on my shoulder. "Just

swiped her hand off my

off her face. "Okay, then tell me what is wrong!

that each other had. But I just couldn't do it. I couldn't stand how she would look

looked at her with imploring

around hers

as she stared at me.

thought of him.

"I'm serious Chris, what did

remember his little

"I talked to her

hand through my hair. "And I'm a complete asshole." She looked at me with curious eyes,

nodded her head. "Well the only way that I could pass the class and stay on the football team was if I did

was so mad at the sight of me and her together that it gave me an idea. I just wanted him to feel exactly what he made you

to wrinkle. "Chris, what did you do?" She questioned,

it. "I wanted to make her fall in love with me and break her heart. The same way that Scott did to

anger. "Why would you do that!" she

idea how guilty I feel. But

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