I'll forgive when I forget ✔️

Chapter Fifteen

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Alexa's POV:

When we finally got tired of dancing and eating, we decided we could leave. I hadn't seen Blake or Kate. I was kind of getting worried. I told Ace I would be right back and went to look. I hadn't been looking very long to see them in the backyard arguing. Well Blake yelling while she just stood there. I opened the door and that successfully broke them apart. He looked at me with anger then lust. Pig. "Tyler said he was looking for you." I said with a monotone. Tyler was his best friend in high school so obviously he would go see what he wants. He smirked at me, "Always doing what others ask of you. I see I taught you well Ally." Then he leaned down and whispered in my ear before going in, "I'll have you again."

I looked at Kate's shocked face. Did she hear him? "He calls you Ally?" She asked bewildered. I hesitated. Why does that matter? I nodded slowly. She looked away and had a thoughtful look on her face. I quickly pulled out the napkin from my bra strap and grabbed her hand. I put the napkin in it and closed her hand. She looked at me in question. "Call me when you get tired of the scars."

And with that I turned around and left.

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"You have a twin?"

That was the first question he threw at me when we got in the car. His voice was laced with curiosity. I nodded as a response.

"How come I've never met her or even seen her? Was she homeschooled?" Why was he so curious. I mean it's just a twin. I told him I had a sister I think. "She went our school." That was my lame response. He seemed confused. Of course he was. How could you not notice twins and a small school but no one did. Because we were different back then. We looked alike in middle school but once high school hit and I met Blake, I changed.

"How is it that I never saw her?"

"She wasn't popular."

I knew he was getting frustrated with my short answers but I didn't know how to go on this topic. I didn't know how much to tell him. What if something slips about me and Blake and what he was really like? I need the gym right now. I need the music canceling my thoughts and I need the punching bag to vent my anger.

"How was she not popular when y'all are twins?" His question seemed simple. I just didn't know how to answer without sounding like a b!tch.

"She was a nerd. The typical kind. She wore huge glasses, had short cut hair and braces. Our parents weren't exactly the richest so she wore pretty much the same thing everyday." He looked at me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking but quickly turned back to the road. And here comes the question....

"Why weren't you like that?"

There was a simple answer for that. Just one word. "Blake."

His face turned angry for a split second but then it went blank. He hid his emotions well. But why would he be angry. Did he know?

"So you used him." It wasn't a question. It was a statement. He thought I actually used Blake for his money. He thought that it was all my doing. That I'm the one that wanted to look hot. That I'm the one who wanted new designer clothes, Invisalign instead of braces, long silky brown hair with a strand of red to add edge(which I no longer have), and the popularity. No. When I first met Blake I was with my sister. I was the shy one. The one that stuttered. The one that you could li look at and I would burst to tears because I was afraid. He liked that. Blake liked how vulnerable I was and he took advantage. He changed me to a whole new girl. If I dared stutter there would be punishments. If I looked away or showed fear to others there would be punishments. He did everything he could to make sure I was the perfect popular cheerleader. He broke me. Turned me into someone im not. The sad thing is, I can't go back to her. Now that I've come out of my shell, it's scary to have to go back.

I turned to Ace. I stared at his features and memorized everything. His toned body and dark hair. I couldn't help but feel betrayed. How could he think so poorly of me when he knew I was a nice person back then. He knew me then.
Instead of telling him everything. The reason for My scars. The reason I fight. The reason I havnt seen my sister or family in 7 years. I knew I shouldn't. That it was the wrong decision. Besides what would change? Nothing. It wouldn't heal me or the scars. No it would be pity. His looks would change. His attitude. He would be careful with what he says around me. Probably never take me back to that town. For some reason I didn't want that. I wanted to go back. I enjoyed seeing the people I ran from. Missing them. So instead I gave him a different answer then telling him straight up no.

"If I could go back, I would have never met Blake." And I meant it. I would have done everything in my power to stay away from him. Even if that meant being homeschooled. I was fine with that. I would have at least had a future. I would have went to college and became a nurse like I wanted. Or maybe even a teacher! But that's in the past. I'm not going to dwell on what could have been.

"So what? You left him because he wouldn't support you anymore? What? He wasn't gonna pay for college?" His words were laced with venom. Why was he so angry? The past is in the past. He should know me by now. He should know that I would never ever have done that. But instead I stayed silent. Because I couldn't say no. I couldn't come up with a reason to defy it. If I did he would want to know why. He would keep asking. If he thought this of me then there would be no reason for the question to come up in the future. Then he would never know about Blake. About me being so naive to think that he loved me. That him paying my parents to never see me again was out of true love and wanting me all to himself. I was so dumb.

"If that's what you think then so be it."

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