RIVER

My chest was rising and falling rapidly as I sat down. Shooting paintballs at Taylor had been more fun than I thought. It took my mind off Javier and how the unreadable expression he had on his face stayed in my mind. I was sure that people exaggerated after a breakup, but this stung like when a bee held a part of my stomach and refused to let go, allowing the venom to sink deeper and deeper into my skin.

"I told you that you'd have fun." Taylor was hovering over me, and a bottle of ...