The Heartbroken - S01 E170

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The Heartbroken - S01 E170

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 170

If I may put it bluntly: Seth was a

crazy good dancer.

He really wasn’t kidding when he

said he was going to beat all our

asses at Just Dance because it was

becoming increasingly obvious that

he was “owning the game,” as

Warren put it.

It was after we’ve had a few beers

that Warren started to make fun of

Alyssa’s “horrible dancing” and she

immediately challenged the guys to

a dance-off. Soon enough, we were

heading up the game room, talking

trash against each other.

I’d been avoiding Nicole for most of

the night, so I was thankful when

they suggested we should play girls

against boys. God knows what

would happen if Nicole and I ended

up dancing at the same time again.

I had also been avoiding Seth, in my

own way. Whenever he caught me

alone, I would immediately run to

the others because I didn’t think I

could handle facing him alone. Our

conversations mostly consisted of

distant remarks and polite favors;

like passing the salad dressing or

ice bucket.

Nicole kind of hovered around Seth,

always asking if he wanted another

beer or whatever as she basically

threw herself all over Seth.

Screw it.

Not only was I pissed off because

of Nicole, but the fact that he used

his pass when I asked him The

Question was still nagging at me.

I knew I didn’t have any right to be

mad at him. His feelings were his

own and I knew how hard it was

to fully let go, but that didn’t stop

me from feeling betrayed because

he was so f-----g confusing.

One moment, I feel as though he

harbored feelings for me too, and

the next it’s like I’m nothing more

than a “close friend.”

And it hurt that he still loved Sarah.

I knew I was being ridiculous, but

it hurt, so I resorted to anger and

my mood just went downhill from

there.

It didn’t help that Seth was a really

good dancer, and that the best one

on our side was none other than

the Fuckabish.

She sneered at me whenever I

danced (see: flail around

ridiculously) and lost and I had to

physically restrain myself from

walking over to where she was

standing, which was conveniently

somewhere around Seth, just so I

could give her a piece of my mind.

(And my mind was a pretty violent

thing.)

After beating Justin, who was

thankfully and surprisingly worse

than I was, I came back to the black

beanbag chairs, panting and

exhausted. Alyssa and Lily smiled at

me and congratulated me on my

“victory.”

“You’re already better than Alyssa,”

Lily commented as I drank from a

bottle of cold water.

“Hey!” Alyssa said, crossing her

arms over her chest. “You’re

supposed to give me words of

encouragement, not bring me

down. If Hail was here, that’s what

she would have done.”

Hail wanted to go with us today,

but she was worried about leaving

her Mom alone so she declined the

offer. We promised to have another

cookout soon when her Mom was

better so she could join us.

“Duuudes, it’s a couple song,”

Justin yelled, demanding our

attention as the TV screen flashed

One Thing.

Alyssa nudged me. “Oh my god, go

dance with Seth.”

I shook my head. “I just had a

turn.”

“I’ll dance with Seth,” Nicole said

from the other side of the room,

grabbing Seth by the arm and

leading him in front of the sensor.

“Nicole.” I could hear the venom in

Lily’s voice as she gave her sister a

warning. “What did I tell—”