Chapter 8

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-Selena's POV-

"Vanessa, what are you doing here?" I asked a bit nervous.

"You mean you didn't tell him yet?" She did a fake gasp and turned to Logan.

"Tell me...what?" Logan looked at Vanessa then me, confused.

"Well, Selena told me that you guys were just a joke." She eyed me down giving me an evil smile.

"No, that's not how it happened!" I protested.

Logan stood there, not knowing what to say.

Vanessa pulled out her phone to show Logan fake text messages back and forth:

S-Leading Logan on, haha loser.

V-You sure you wanna do this to the poor kid?

S-Um, yes.

"These are fake! Vanessa that's not how it happened! And you know that!" I yelled in fustration. I turned to Logan. "Logan let me explain!"

"No, don't even. I get it. I'm just a joke, that's how I been treated my whole damn life. Thanks to you it's worse than it was before. For once I thought someone actually loved me-"

I cut him off. "Logan! They're fake! I wasn't going to lead you on! I do love you." Now I was crying a river.

"Wow Selena, you're low. Logan you deserve way better." she laughed obnoxiously.

"You're right, I do." Logan looked at me shaking his head back and forth.

I was crying so hard I couldnt get anything out.

"I should of known, you're just like every other bitch out there, bye Selena." Logan's words stung me. My heart dropped. He walked up his porch steps, into his house, not to be seen again.

"WHAT THE HELL VANESSA?!" I screamed at her.

"And if you didn't get it, you're out, I had to do that for you, can't believe you actually fell for that loser." She walked away laughing at her comment.

I ran home as fast as I could. I flung my door over and sprinted upstairs. I went on a rampage. I tore the sheets off my bed, knocked picture frames off my night stand, ripped posters off the wall, ending up on the floor. I curled up in a ball in the corner. I was having a major break down.

I uncontrolably cried for the rest of the night. I couldn't get to sleep. I lost who meant the most to me.

-Logan's POV-

I stormed in the house. 

"What's your problem Mr.Gumpy?" Candace asked.

"Why don't you find the nearest cliff, and push your sorry ass off of it." I shouted and anger.

"Logan! Watch what you say! To your room now!" My mom interrupted.

"Excuse me? She's the one going around screwing everyone she can!"

"Logan shut up!" My sister yelled.

I ignored her leaving her to deal with my mom on her own. I ran to my room and slammed the door shut.  I laid face down on my bed, shoving my face in my pillow. Crying myself to sleep. At this point, I knew I was broken. 

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