Way Back Into Love

Chapter 7

1 word: awkward

I haven't talked to her since the scandal at the party. And I made a vow never to talk to her again unless it's urgent.

And right now, it would be embarrassing to ignore her because she already noticed me.

"Are you alone?" She asks.

No, I want to say but I have this curiosity dwelling over me. Like, what is she doing here? What's your job? Have you changed your number?

I mean, she became my girlfriend so somehow I care about her. A little.

"No" is what I answered because it's the truth and nothing but the truth.

"Oh. And who are you with?"

"I'm with J-"

"It doesn't matter," she waved, "at least you're alone right now"

Yep. And there's the Belle that I knew.

"Belle, we're over. Move on" I told her. She pouted.

"Why? Don't you want me anymore?" And I know I wasn't dreaming because she bat her eyelashes. She bats her eyelashes all the time. She flirts, she cheats, she's the most unfortunate girl friend I ever had. No offense.

"No" I firmly said.

No. No. Bad idea.

"Aww. You're so cute when you're mad" she pinched my cheek. And she's basically flirting.

"Stop it, Belle." I raised my voice a little bit.

"Why? Did I do something wrong?" She says.

And I know she's just getting attention.

And she did.

She caught an attention. From a girl. Who is standing beside the counter. And she walks to us. Eyeing us curiously.

And that girl is named Jane.

And it breaks my heart to see the look in her eyes.

The pain, the hurt.

"Hey" she taps Belle's shoulder, "I think I remember you."

Belle turns around and smiles, "Yeah. You're Jane, right? Oh, you know him?" She points at me.

Wait, I'm missing something. What party? Where did they meet? How? Why are they such in friends? Why didn't Belle know it was Janine Asche? Why aren't they fighting? Why are they talking to each other? Why are they even smiling?!

What is it that I don't know?!

"Yeah. He's my boyfriend. Right, Jason?" And Jane clings to my arm. Belle's smile faded and the acting stopped.

"You. Are. Roberts?"

"Yes, Belle. It's me."

"Impossible," Belle spat.

"What is? Your shoes or your bag?"

I took a glance from Belle's bag and shoes. Obviously, the Belle I know wouldn't wear these brands. She always go for the best. But... I think that's changed. As of now, if I look at her, she's less attractive than Jane so that makes Jane more attractive with her designer clothes.

"Do not mock me"

"I am not."

"You know my family. They can kill you."

"Oh? I can't hardly wait"

"Money has changed you, Roberts"

"Roberts?"

Belle seemed surprised.

She looked at me and back to Jane, searching for a clue. And then she realized.

"Ah. Of course. Your mom remarried. Good for you. You need a father."

"Don't make this about me"

"Oh it is about you"

Jane scoffed, "Me? How can this-"

"You are such a bitch. You steal everything from me. The fame, the love, my boyfriend!"

"He's not your-"

"He is! Until you-"

"STOP," I said. They were getting far. I've heard enough. This is enough.

"Belle, you have to move on from the past. Can't you see? You're-"

"How?! Jason, how?!"

"I- I don't know"

"See?" I was speechless. So as Jane. And the people looking.

"I always loved you."