MR. PERFECTLY FINE

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SCARLETT

"This dude really can't keep it in his pants can he?" I whisper to myself, I look up and he's with a girl he used to hate so much, he would always say how annoying she was and now I can clearly see that she was annoying because he couldn't help but think of her. They are holding hands and his eyes can't leave her chest alone.

The girl screamed, I guess she looked at the room. For the sake of my curiosity, I push myself a little further to see her reaction. And oops never mind, It's Aiden that screamed not the girl. he looks like he's about to cry, I'm trying to control my laugh. I do feel bad for destroying his favourite things but I can't help but laugh.

*PHONE RINGS*

"FUCK!", I say as I pull my phone out of my back pocket. It's Lily, she found such a good time to call me. I pick up as soon as I can hoping both of them didn't hear the ringing. "Hello?" I whisper, my voice almost inaudible. "SCARLETT WHERE ARE YOU?!" she screams in my ear, I swear I'm going to go deaf now.

"Yeah I'm on my wa-", I  was about to complete my sentence just when Aiden's head popped in between. "Wait", I say to Lily.

I get up and fix my top and I look up to see Aiden looking at me, his mouth and his eyes wide open and filled with tears. I almost laugh but I look to the side and cough. I look back at him and say "Close your mouth or else a fly as ugly as you will die there." 

"What happened Lily?" I resume the call. 

"Did you forget that we have a math test in 10 mins and you're still not here yet". She says.

"Yeah I'm on my way wait for me, I'm sorry". I replied and hung up the call.

I push Aiden aside and as I'm leaving the room, he chases me and grips my wrist tightly. "Leave my wrist alone Aiden", I say as I'm trying to lose his grip. He pulls me harshly towards me and looks into my eyes.

"Why did you do this Scarlett?", he says. 

"Ummm because I wanted to take my sweet little revenge?" I say while giving him doe eyes. 

"Don't try to act all cute in front of me, we both know you're not as cute as you think. There are many other pretty girls other than you", he replies. 

I scoff "Look at you comparing girls and speaking about looks, at least I don't look like a blobfish and leave my wrist, you're hurting me". I say and my eyes sting as I'm controlling my tears. I remove my wrist from his grip and it's red, I swear I'm going to kill this guy someday. But obviously I can't so I smash his favourite vase instead. I watch him as he watches the glass shatter on the floor.

He is speechless, so I say "Aiden, I hope you realise someday that love and lust are two different things. The way you were looking at her was pure lust. There's more to a girl other than her chest and ass". And now I'm about to cry because I'm so angry at him. Whenever I can't release my anger in one way or another, I start to cry so yeah.

I look over Aiden's shoulder to that girl, "You deserve better honey, once a cheater always a cheater. The moment you start hiding your body from him is the moment he is going to start losing interest in you". I say as I shrug my shoulders. There's nothing more entertaining than watching a guy getting his ego destroyed and being speechless. 

I leave his apartment, but he follows me. I sigh and look at him "What is it now?" I ask. 

"I really loved you and still do, just so you know", he says. 

" Oh is that why you cheated on me? You loved me so much that you wanted to get better at fucking so you did a trial run on your so-called sister? I heard you couldn't satisfy her. Get better at the game sweetheart. You already don't get girls". And I leave his apartment complex. 

I unlock my car and get inside. I think I might get a panic attack right now so I practice the breathing exercises. I never thought he would get so close to hurting me. I start driving and tears are streaming down my face because again I have so much anger piled up inside me. 

I remove one hand from the steering wheel to wipe my tears and I suddenly hear a loud thud and my vision goes blur. 






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