Pretty Girl

Chapter Twenty Nine - May 2nd 2017

Chapter Twenty Nine

Katrina's Pov - 23 Years Old

"Yeah did you get the money though?" I asked Verona as I clutched my phone close to my ear and headed out the door.

"Yes don't worry about that. Go enjoy yourself today!" Verona's voice came out of the phone as I juggled everything in my arms.

I ended the call on that note and rushed towards campus. I'd been sending Verona money to help the foster homes and orphanages with anything that they may need. They barely had enough.

It was finally graduation and everyone around me was hustling and bustling to get to their respective spots and get this over with. Okay maybe I'm the only one who wanted to get this over with.

I triex to disguise how alone I felt when I saw students with their parents and friends around them. I looked around to see if I could see anybody I knew and it hurt.

Violetta was with Ronan and his family. They all looked unbelievably pleased and happy for him. Violetta was set to graduate next year but Ronan was in our batch.

My eyes automatically flicked around until they settled on Alex. He was standing with a few other people along with Cassandra next to him. He looked down at her proudly as she excitedly talked about something and introduced a few of her friends to him and gestured to the campus.

So many people were watching him, he never really did realise the presence he seemed to hold. All eyes truly did gravitate towards him but he never seemed bothered. He handled everything so well. It'd been over two years since I saw him. He was doing so damn well that sometimes I felt like crying from how happy I was for him. His father was furious when he realised that Alex's business was doing better than his father's and he was also doing his residency program at Stanford. How did he handle it? I was stuck with ballet and I was struggling. He'd been through what I had and we were on two different ends of the spectrum.

I saw him everywhere, on billboards, magazines, covers but he probably doesn't think about me. I was truly a nobody compared to him and sometimes it hurt to think of what we could've been.

Cassandra and I are okay. We get along because of Alex and Mia. We're both always searching for any kinds of leads that we can find but there isn't much more to go on. I know for sure that Alex is the one I'm supposed to be talking to. I know who he is. No secrets whether he tells me or not. I can see him even more now. Fully. I didn't know about his other side until I figured it out with Cassandra two years ago. I don't think she knows. I never told her. This is his secret. I didn't care then and I don't care now. I'm obsessed but I'm not going to go to him until I'm sure.

He's doing well and I don't want to be that darkness in his life. I know I should leave him alone but it's so damn hard sometimes.

Especially during times like now, when he's in my vicinity.

He's the only person I want to run to and hug. There's nobody else that I care about who truly cares about me. I know he still does but I don't know if he loves me anymore. In his eyes, all I've done is betray him and I never told him anything afterwards. What is he supposed to expect from someone like me?

I start to turn away, until I see him look around for a slight second as his eyes fall on mine. He barely shows any reaction towards me as he simply glances past me and moves on to scan the room ignoring me completely.

I clench my fists tightly and run a hand down the hem of my short white dress as I try to downplay the rejection I feel suddenly.

"Well don't you look smashin babe." I cringe with annoyance as I look towards Jonah who's decked in a suit with sunglasses on. He's with Mike another guy on the football team.