cant catch a break (jbff)

chapter 16

"Wait, what?!"

Lily asked again for about the 30th time. I sighed, turning to her.

"I said, We made out, it was pretty heated, and I showed him who the true player was."  I explained again, hating to repeat myself. Her jaw dropped.

"You left THEE Justin Bieber hanging?!" She asked, shocked.

I nodded, smirking. She laughed.

"My god Crystal Turner! You are one snarky lil bitch!" She giggled. I rolled my eyes playfully.

"The douche left me at some mansion! I had to get even." I said casually, looking at my nails.

She giggled, throwing a pillow at me. We were both on our beds, talking while studying and just hanging out...We hadn't done it in awhile, and it felt good to just talk.

"So when are you going to see him again?" She asked curiously. 

I shrugged.

"Depends...He's one of those guys who goes to you when he can't find a better chick.." I explained, looking up at her. She nodded.

"Well....I think you guys should go out." She suggested, wriggling her eyebrows at me. I snickered.

"Yeah right. All he wants is a good fuck. Then he'll drop me like a rock." I sneered, throwing a piece of lint from my bed.

Lily giggled, and I rolled onto my back, looking up at the cieling...

Did Justin really want to be mine? Or was he just playing me for sex?

I sighed.

It had been about 2 days since I had gone back to college. To be honest, I really didn't want to go anymore. What was the point? I had an application as a hair stylist assitant in hollywood, why should I be here? 

Right. Because my 'boss' named Sherrie said I had to in order to work for her. My mother knew her, so I knew her. She offered me the job, but said I had to at least get an assosciates degree. Eh...

"Crystal Turner?" My teacher blurted out. I looked up.

"Y-Yes?" I asked..

"What's the answer..?" She asked, testing to see if I was paying attention..

I looked around the room, frantic. A girl caught my eye, and mouthed the letter 'b' to me..

"B." I said

The teacher rolled her eyes and walked back to the front of the room. That's right, walk away, LIKE A BITCH.. 

I giggled at my nasty humor. Finally the boring ass class ended, and I got up, collecting my stuff, and walking out the door.

Looking down, I zipped up my binder when I collided with someone.

I fell on my butt, and looked up to see Tiffany the whore looking down at me smirking.

"Watch where you are going, BITCH." She sneered, walking over me, and kicking my book down the hall. I groaned, and got up shakily, dusting off my butt and getting my stuff. I walked down to the cafe and sat at Lily and I's normal table. 
I waited for a minute, and then looked around. Where was she? She better not be fucking Ryan again, I do NOT want that to happen.

My eyes finally scanned around the entire cafe until my heart stopped.

It sunk all the way down to my stomach, and my mouth opened slightly.

There, sitting with Tiffany and her whore team...was..

Lily.

My breathing hitched, and I sat there, gaping.

I instantly unlocked my phone and texted her hastily.

Me; What are you doing? Why are you over there.

I sent it and looked up at her. She looked down at her phone, smirked and looked up at me. She lifted her middle finger up at me. I furrowed my eyebrows, looking away.

My phone dinged with a new message. Anxiety filled me as I clicked it nervously.

Lily; Tiffany told me everything. About you and Ryan. Go fuck yourself, whore.

My heart dropped. Tiffany said what? About Ryan? The hell?

Me; I don't even talk to Ryan. Tiffany is a lying bitch.

I quickly tapped the send button and drummed my fingernails against the table. This was not good. Lily was one of my only true friends. Or so I thought. I sighed, looking away and biting my lip. My eyes locked with Justin's, who was diagonal from me I quickly looked away as my phone recieved a new text.

Lily; Whatever. You are the lying whore here. We aren't friends anymore. Kill yourself.

My expression dropped in shock, and I looked up at her, who was smirking smugly at me. My phone slid from my hands, and clattered to the table surface.

I quickly stood up, and walked out of the cafe, grabbing my phone. I went to my dorm and jamed my key into the rusty lock. I swung open the door and walked inside, closing it behind me. ON my bed, written in spray paint was:

KILL YOURSELF YOU NASTY SKANK

I stood there, frozen and numb. About 2 days ago, Lily and I were fine...but now? What did I do?! I didn't even know the rumor about me and Ryan! 

The last two day events replayed in my head, checking for abnormal behavior in her. I remember her mumbling a few tihngs, and we only talked about homework...nothing else.. then today, she just stormed out of the room. I thought she was on her period..

She thought I was a lying bitch.

I sat on the floor, holding my head in my hands. What is happening? This is all going down so quickly! I don't understand..

My eyes began to water. I put my hands to my face. Wetness returned. I was crying. I was crying because my 'best friend' hates me.

Well.

This went downhill fast.