chapter 55-Anytime remember

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"But with you, the next two weeks the school is hosting a party, and we can do it behind the school... I promise no one will notice; I promise to take you and leave my girlfriend for good." Yoeng promised, smiling, but apparently people think being a virgin is equal to being a fool.

"What rubbish is this boy spitting? Are the good-looking ones always this delusional? How can. You leave your girl just because of her inability to have sex due to her weak and traumatized past. And what gave this good-looking jerk the impression that I would agree?"

So I look that naive and stupid; of course they take me for a fool," I thought, feeling disgusted and inappropriate. "Oh, Yeong, I'm happy you see me as a capable person and the right person to have wild sex with, but I'm not interested," I answered, gritting my teeth in disgust. "I'm honored though," I said, tapping my figures on the table and counting the minutes and seconds I've spent with her.

"You really not going to agree, are you?" he asked, looking a little let down. I turned to look out the window and knew it was time for a break, and the time for my paper was almost here. Turning back to look at the good-looking male sitting in front of me, I signed in sadness. And I stood up, thanking him for his time. I left only to meet Ryan hugging Jenny and talking to his so-called best friend.
I'm to blame for this; this self-doubt caused it. I wished him the best in my head and walked down the stairs majestically, feeling the wind running through my body as I smiled with grace. "Yo, Abigail, where have you been?" Desmond asked excitedly.
"Come here," he commanded, and I jumped into his arms, giggling. I almost forgot the hall turned into a bay's hangout.

"Yo dude," I said, still giggling. "Watch where you jump," he replied, placing me down. "Yo, Ryan, are you good?" He called out to Ryan; he nodded and threw a hard stare in my direction. I stared back, giving him the same intensity he gave me, but I felt kind of hurt. Turning my eyes away from the pair, I spotted a pretty female who I also see around my block. You can call her Jennifer's classmate.
"Oh, I didn't introduce you two. This is my friend Abigail; meet my girlfriend Abigail," Desmond said, earning a blank expression of surprise. "Did this guy get another Abigail? Slimmer, darker, calmer, and prettier—what an upgrade!" I thought. Seeing his now-girlfriend cling to him like a moth thrown to a flame, I looked straight ahead, ready to make my escape from these couples. I felt lonely, down, and discouraged. Yoeng wants sex; Ryan has chosen his girlfriend over me; and Desmond has a girl with my name. What a suffocating environment! I raised my head and watched every one of them wave my hands in the air and walk towards the door. "I for one have no business here; what a waste of my time!" I chuckled, annoyed.

Victoria Pov

"Anytime I remember how I lost hope, I end up feeling annoying. Keep getting lied to too. Boys keep adding lies upon lies," I stated starting at the laptop screen. "You know right," Savior answered, shaking her head in disappointment. Our heads staring down the stairs to the main hall, we saw whatever happened at the opposite staircase. Don't get confused. This round hall has two floors. The first floor is the ground floor, where all the meetings, assemblies, etc. are organized. The two falls don't really cover the whole floor; it's rather like a donut. You can see everyone down that little, and the stairs are two. on the right end, where Abigail, Yeong, Ryan, and whatever, and we're on the left side. We can see whatever happens here. "And that was shallow," Vicky said, looking out the left window while Abigail walked to class.

"When a lie makes up lies upon lies just to see someone happy, it's such a pity, but if I take everything into consideration, we're all being played without even noticing it. I feel bad for myself and everyone. Acting as if everyone has sense, let me watch this k-drama because Imay not see it again," I thought, feeling down and disturbed.

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