I Do Not Fall For Boys

BAM’S POV
I got up and walked down the street home, feeling as though a bit of me had died. I hadn’t known Ville long but he became part of me and now I’d left him. But he left me first. It’s his fault in the end, really it is. I tried to convince myself.
“Isn’t Ville staying, honey?” Ape asked me as I walked back through the door
“He had to go home”
“Honey, you don’t look so good”
“I don’t feel so good”
“Are you ok?”
“Yeah, I think I’ll just go up to bed” I replied and threw myself onto the bed, the sheets were crumpled from when Ville had been sleeping there this morning
A single tear fell down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly and ashamed. I don’t cry. I’m not crying over him I refuse to cry over some stupid Finnish guy, a guy of all things. I’m Bam Magera, I don’t cry over stupid guys. Emotions are something I hate I always hated them. I hate them because you can’t control them, you can’t change them. You feel what you feel nothing and no-one can change that. I hated myself for feeling this way.
The door creaked open and Dunn walked in.
I wasn’t in the mood for taking guests, I rolled over and hid my face in my pillow
“Bam?” Dunn said
“What” came my muffled voice
“You ok, you’re mom said you were sick or something”
“I’m fine”
“You don’t seem fine”
“Well I am”
“It’s that Finnish kid, right?”
“No” I lied
“Yeah it is”
“I just said it wasn’t, didn’t I?”
“Magera, no need to get sh-tty at me just cause lover-boy dumped you”
“I DON’T LOVE HIM” I screamed so hard I swear my throat was bleeding.