Mean B*tches

Chapter 25: Lovers in a Past Life

I was nervous as fuck. All the feelings inside of me were building up and and slowly breaking down but something stopped them from breaking down. My mind was spinning as I slept. I ended up dreaming which I thought I wouldn't be. My mind takes me back to an old memory, it was about me as a child.

The dream took me back to my old apartment in the south-side of Chicago. I was about at the age of 8 turning 9. I was in my room looking out the window. The memory reminds me of how down-to-Earth and how care-free I was, almost a hipster. My hair stood up in a ponytail with all my babyhairs sticking out, and of course my bright and sparkly headband that completes my outfit was on. I was wearing my sweatshirt from my Catholic School uniform. I looked sort of sad or confused. It was because I always kept my feelings inside of me and never told anyone if I felt sad about something. I never even told anyone about who I loved or liked, I always was silent about those things, and was always too embarrassed to tell anyone. It was as quiet as an old abandoned house.

Silence. No sound. Stillness. Numbness. I remember this memory and slowly started to cry while watching everything happen in my dream. My eyes in the dream darted across the room and then the little me went to the closet and pulled out a diary.

It had all kinds of words that would describe a "perfect princess" on it. The little me took out a blue pen, which I thought at that age meant sadness. The little me scribbled some words at the page. I remembered those little but true words there.

Dear Diary,

It's me Rosi, and I'm sad. I'm sad about my dad. He might be slowly coming away from us. After he fell on our apartment roof and jumped down 6 floors, he went directly to the hospital and broke some bones in his back.

But, he isn't himself. He's hurt very badly. I feel that he's hurt something more than just his back. I feel as if he will...... die. I don't want this to happen, I don't want him to be like how I was; I was very sad and almost cried over a boy. Why? Why did I do that? I'm loosing it diary, I'm loosing it.

I hope that when I'm older and tall and actually pretty and smarter, I hope that I NEVER cry over a boy like I did before. Boys are stupid, but only if you know it's FORREAL!!!! I hope dad is okay, I really do.

Your sad and I hope that your smarter when you're older friend, Rosiana Kovačića.

P.S. HORSES RULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The little me stood up and put the diary away when she was finished writing it. She walked back to the window and started to sing a song.

"Oh, oh, how I hate, hate, hhaaaattteeee feelingsss." Little me said.

"I'm tired, eh see you tomorrow world." She said again.

As the dream or memory fades away I started waking up from my dream. I looked around the room. It was almost 7, school starts soon.

I got up but first thought in my head, would the little me be proud of what I am today? Would she?

Seriously.

Would I?

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I walked into school. By my side was Dominique and Caroline. Caroline wasn't herself around me, she was sort of being defensive or something. It was as if me breaking up with Derek sort of affected her in a way. Since Derek was Ethan's best friend, I guess she would've felt protected or be defensive for her boyfriend's friend. I looked at the floor, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. Of course they would all know what happened between Derek and I, but they also might know about Natalie and the F.A.B.

"Are you alright?" Asked Dominique.

I looked up but I tried to stop myself from walking but it was too late. I hit my head against something and my head started to hurt.

"Holy shit are you okay idiot?!?" Caroline said and they started laughing until their sides hurt.

"Ow, what did I run into?" I asked them but they weren't behind me when I thought they were. "Guys?"

Then someone wrapped their arm around my waist. The muscle arm felt very familiar. I knew exactly who it was.

I stood there frozen to first see where my friends were and found them around from where I was and their eyes looked up at the eyes who were staring right at me.

"Are you alright angel?" The voice said.

I started sweating and decided to look up at him, my palms sweaty.

I tried to think of something romantic or "Awww!" Type.

"I'm always alright when I'm with you, I mean who isn't?" I said.

As I looked up at him, all my worries, all my stress and anxiety slowly fading away.

How could I have ever doubted this angelic soul?

"Uh, we'll leave y'all alone, see you at lunch?" Asked Dominique.

"Sure." I said mesmerized by Derek, but I waved back at them.

Slowly they started to leave. I put my arms around his neck.

"Shall we talk in private?" He asked.

"We shall." I winked and he smiled.

The bell rung for next period as we started walking into what looked like the auditorium, but I didn't care if that bell rang, all I cared about right now was my one and only love

>Derek's POV<

How fucking happy I was to see her face. The little red mark on her forehead from hitting the pole made her look sort of tough. Just looking at her smile after seeing her before crying and running away from me, made me smile too. I would do anything to make her smile and I guess the presence of me made her smile.

I missed her so much that as I walked her to the auditorium, I couldn't help but kiss her cheek and the mark on her forehead. I saw her blush a little too.

The past couple days after the breakup, I was a fucking wreck. It was as if I could hardly breathe, I almost felt like I was dying. After the first day of our breakup, everyone found out about Natalie and all of her friends. I felt as if Rosiana didn't mean to break up with me and I was glad that I was right. I was going to call her but I knew Rosiana and I know how stressed out she gets so I didn't say anything to her.

Right now, the happiness inside of me was just ready to burst but I made it wait.

We were finally in the auditorium.

"Why are we here?" She asks politely.

I look at her and just smile.

"Well I've realized that we have a lot of things to talk and figure out so why not do it here, nobody ever goes in here so I thought it would be good enough." I said and jumped onto the stage to sit down and she jumped right next to my side, her head on my shoulder.

"Alright, but can I just say one quick thing before we begin?" She asks.

I looked at her perfect face. If anyone ever looked at her face for the first time, they would feel the chills of how unbelievably beautiful it was.

"Of course, angel." I say.

"I've missed you boo bear, I've missed you too much that I had these, bad, old memory's of me when I was little." She says.

"I missed you too my angel, I've missed you so much, that I almost killed myself and shut everyone else out."

Her eyes locked into mine, she looked as if she was going to cry.

"There are so many things and words to explain how much misery I've been in without seeing you, but since they're so many words and sayings, that it's impossible for me to say it all."

I held her head into my hands and let everything else inside of me free.

Her soft and delicate lips against mine made me warm inside.

I never, ever, want this to end.

Ever.

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