one happy accident // melissa x y/n

I'm Better

I didn't hear much, I kinda toned everything out. Just heard two idiotic teenage boys arguing over a girl they just met that day. Why was this one girl so special? Sure she was kinda pretty but I just couldn't fathom it. Everything hit when I heard Leo say he loves her. How could he love her? No one knows a person that well when they just met.

Jaxon dramatically yelled like we were in a soap opera. I can't believe I ever hooked up with him. Out of all the people in this town, with him. I just said, out of common sense, "Don't be ridiculous, you just met this girl. You can't possibly be in love with her."

"Exactly!" Jaxon basically screeched, "He's lying to you." Wow, boys don't back each other up for shit. What about that saying they say, bros before hos? Where's that energy now? I mean sheesh.

Leo obnoxiously laughed, "You hated her before, Jaxon. You slept with her once and now you're suddenly taking sides?" What the absolute fuck? I told him that because I trusted him enough and now he is gonna be a bitch because he wants some sex. You know what? I don't deserve this. Leo is just another dick who is a lying bastard.

AN: this is where it differs from the original story

"You know what Leo, fuck you. You wanna try and slut shame me? Why don't you look at yourself. At least mommy's boy doesn't have a sexual meaning to me." I flipped him off, "And even though Y/N is a stuttering mess, at least she isn't a manipulative twat you filthy piece of garbage."

I got outside and started walking to my car. I felt good, for the first time in a while. I finally could truly realize how much I am worth. "Hey, you okay?" Who in the hell is talking to me now?

I turned around and saw her, the weird short incredible peculiar Y/N, "You know, just because I said you were better than Leo, doesn't mean I like you." I couldn't stand to act all nice to her, not right now. I needed some time. I finally made a breakthrough, I hated myself for what my mother raised me to become. I am not my mother, I will not spend my life the way she has. She grew up with my perfect grandparents, and lead a "perfect" life. That wasn't going to be me.

I am in control now. I am better.