My Dilemma

Truth hurts -3

Madison Snow

"She's brutal, is she always like that?" Omari asked us.

Isn't she supposed to be his friend not ours? And since when could he come over and make normal conversation like he hasn't been a part of making my life a living misery for the past few years.

Ari replied before I could, "she's never not like that."

"Don't tell me you've never realised?," Lukas knew the answer already of course. It was more rhetorical than anything.

"I guess I didn't, you don't pay attention when you're with her. I promise she's not as bad as she seems, she's got a heart."

"Yeah a black one."

He looked at me as he put his arm over Arielle's shoulders and a smug smile appears on his face. Lukas looks at him questioningly but he shakes his head sideways and brushes it off.

What is that about?

I got my notepad out again to write on while sitting on one of the chairs, I put my earphones in and my knees up to my chest while flicking the pen in between my fingers.

I needed to think. But my thoughts were just empty. It was all white and plain.

I was listening to my song when I felt a shadow towering over me so I took my earphones out and looked up, immediately rolling my eyes when I saw who it was.

"Why are you still with him?" She whispered. With her usual bitchy attitude.

"It's not your business, why don't you just stay out of it? It's not your relationship and the last time I fucking checked I never asked for your opinion."

I got up and grabbed my stuff before walking out and finding the toilets. I opened the door and felt a hand grip my wrist as I walked in, the door was slammed shut and my body turned around quickly.

"Get the fuck off!"

"Watch your fucking tone."

Her blue eyes glared straight through mine and they didn't falter one bit. I may hate Kamryn Stones, but I can admit that she's pretty. Her tanned skin is flawless and her eyes are literal blocks of reflective ice staring into your soul. But, just like ice, she was cold. So cold.

I looked down to her hand still on my wrist and pulled my arm away. "Hands off means hands off." She rolled her eyes and sighed,

"Why don't you believe me?"

Maybe because you're an ass, just a thought?

"Because it's not true-"

Her next words hit me harder than anything she had ever said, "you're such a moron. How the hell did he go to the barbers that day if he never had his hair cut when he got back to his house and you were there?"

He might've changed his mind last minute right, he wouldn't cheat on me... would he? I'm not the prettiest girl but surely I'm enough. He told my dad he'd look after me. Yeah that's it, he went to the barbers and changed his mind when he got there and came back to me. He didn't want to leave me alone. I was struggling. I am still struggling.

I was searching her eyes for something, any glimpse of deceit. I wanted it to not be true. No. I needed it to not be true. It's easier to run away from things that you don't want to be true. Even if it hurts you.

"Stop putting shit in my head to get me to believe you, that's low, even for you."

I watched her jaw bone become more defined as her teeth clenched together and she put a hand through her hair.

"You better be joking. I'm trying to help!"

"Well don't! I don't want it. I don't want you to help. I want nothing to do with you, if anything I want you to leave me alone. Leave my relationship alone. You're just jealous that nobody's capable of loving someone like you."

She looked surprised at my little outburst but just rolled her eyes before taking a step closer towards me.

I moved back. She stepped forward.

Back

Forward

Back

Forward

And then I was stuck up against the wall with her body in-front of me.

Her hand reached out and twirled a piece of my hair in her fingers. It took everything in me not to punch her right there and then. I've never been violent but she just vexes me. It's like every ounce of blood in me just boils.

"I think you're the jealous one, you can have me if you want me darling-"

"Fuck you."

"If you really want to-"

I scoffed and shoved her away hard by her shoulders. She laughed a little and spoke up again,"look for his 'missing watch' I promise your answer is closer than it seems."

She walks to the door and opens it.

"Speak a word of this to anyone and I'll kill you."

She slammed the door and left, but for some odd reason I caught myself holding my breath and my cheeks were tinted red when I checked myself in the mirror.

Did she really have that effect on me? No way.

I sighed and brushed it off while ringing Lukas. He picked up immediately.

"Hey I lost the lovebirds-"

"Luke we have to find Jake's watch."