To Lose Your Sanity

When the light appears

I sit there, staring into this crazy piece of utter crap who confidently stands in front of me with a smile as long as the width of her god damn face. She is so freaking ugly, she is ugly as hell.
"You killed him." The blackmail. The blackmail I had been waiting for. Hah.
"Charlie?" I pretend to think for a bit. "Who is Charlie again? Do I...know him?" I throw her disgusting smile right back at her while she shows her perplexion at my almost genuine denial of having ever known somebody by the name of Charlie.
"I have proof that you killed him." She tries to lure me in her trap but I see right through it, my mother was a psychiatrist after all.
"Show me girly!" I squirm, almost excited to see her defeated face.
"What's happening, babygirl?" The voice is none other than Jace's voice, an attractive base tone. I look at him, he is already staring at me. "Babyyyyy", Isabella screams girlishly as she sprints toward him to cling on to him as if he were a magnet. I huff in total abhorrence of her fakeness. The way her voice went 7 octaves higher, the way her smile extended to both of her ears, the way her ugly gestures turned into seducing ones in barely a nanosecond. She is so freaking good at it.
Jace pushes her off him, having gotten a hunch of her fakeness. "Riri? What just happened? What did Isabella do?" Jace is worried about me. The Almighty Jace Freaking Norman is worried. I smile at Isabella, threatening to let go of her little secret. Yet, I am not that pathetic.
"Isabella didn't do anything, she really didn't." I give him the most natural smile I could possibly plaster on my small face.
"Isabella, I want a divorce." He says it out of the blue. Absolutely no emotion whatsoever. He stands there, hands cooly kept in the front pockets of his navy blue joggers.
Hah. When the light appears.
"What?!" Isabella is on the verge of fake crying and I can see it coming. So utterly shamelessly fake. This little slut.
Jace throws a total of 7 pictures on the glass table which stands between my couch and my bed. Isabella is in all 7 of them, but the person she is accompanied with is different in each of the 7 shots. I smile the devil's smile. Good job Jacey.  "I don't need any explanation before you attempt to provide some." Jace's hot stature makes the scene in front of my eyes even better. Jace casually gestures here to leave his premises before he makes her. I smile at his bad boy behaviour and watch Isabella sob and mutter and whine her way out of the door.

Jace approaches me with aggression in his eyes. This boy and his erratic behavior will drive me insane. "Marry me, Riele West Downs". He smirks a victory smirk which attracts me the more.
"Is that how you propose?" I tilt my head to the left trying to get an irritated reaction from him. "Do you want me to take you to France to propose to you, I could do that." He grins at me with his chocolate brown shimmering eyes. I smile at his silliness and say, "I will marry you."
"I love you, Riele." I hate the way he sincerely says these words in the most casual and epic way. I hate him till the ends of this blessed earth. Bloody Jace.
But what can I say, I have officially confirmed that I love Jace.
Bloody Devil Jace Freaking Norman.