your shoes scuffed against the waxed linoleum as you made your way down the hallway towards the janitors closet. you werent in any rush. mr carter had just told you to grab a box of paper towels from there because of a soda spill in the back of the room

it had been two weeks since you had walked away from regina george. two weeks since you had stood in her driveway with your hands shoved deep into your jacket pockets, trying to keep your voice steady while telling her that maybe you just werent working anymore. not because you didnt care because you did. you loved her in that completely reckless way you only do in high school but things had been tense. the fights got sharper, the silences got longer, and you werent the same

you had told yourself that you could handle the aftermath and could walk past her and not feel your chest cave in. for the most part it was true. you didnt hate her. you didnt even dislike her but love was harder because now when looking at her it hurt

eventually you reached the janitors closet, the metal handle cool under your palm. without thinking you turned it and pushed the door open, immediately freezing

at first your brain didnt even process it. it was just a tangle of limbs, movement, and fabric. regina was pressed against the wall with messy hair and the buttons of her shirt undone halfway. her lips were swollen and her laugh was muffled into someone elses mouth

shane omans mouth.

your brothers mouth.

shane had his shirt off with his pants halfway down his hips and his hands at her waist like he owned her

you stood there just staring and not moving. your mind was blank. then like your brain was catching up in slow motion you started to turn away but then you did a double take. then a triple take because no, your eyes werent lying to you

your ex girlfriend and your brother in a janitors closet two weeks after you had told her you loved her for the last time

reginas eyes caught yours and for a second her whole body went still

"fuck" she started but you just shut the door like you were afraid that slamming it would make the universe collapse in on itself

you didnt run or yell. you just started walking with your steps really slow and your heartbeat so loud that it felt like it was coming from outside your chest

halfway down the hall you heard the door open "wait!"

you didnt.

reginas heels clicked against the floor as she caught up to you, still buttoning her shirt "y/n/n-"

you stopped, your hand curling into a fist at your side. you turned to look at her "dont. just.. dont."

"its not-" she hesitated, glancing over her shoulder like she was checking to see if shane was behind her "its not what it looked like"

a bitter laugh escaped before you could stop it "regina your shirt was unbuttoned. his pants were off. what exactly do you want me to think? that you were just practicing cpr for the next pep rally?"

her jaw tightened "we wwerent-"

"dont lie to me." your voice cracked and you hated it “you know what? no. lie to me because then maybe i dont have to stand here and accept that the girl i was in love with-" you stopped, correcting yourself "am in love with was hooking up with my brother."

her eyes softened and for a second you almost saw the regina you had fallen for. the one who would sit in your passenger seat with her bare feet on the dash board with her hair pulled up while humming off key to whatever song you played

"it just happened." she muttered

you stared at her "it just happened."

she flinched at your tone but didnt look away "you broke up with me. you said you didnt-"

"i didnt stop loving you" you snapped "thats the whole damn problem. i love you so much it hurt but i didnt think youd take that as an invitation to.." you gestured towards the closet

she folded her arms but it was more defensive than confident "i didnt plan it"

"right because planning wouldve been too respectful"

for a long second neither of you spoke. the hallway was empty except for you two and the faint hum of the lights