playboy diaries : c.h

12: caught

clarice anderson.

My eyes squinted from the painful sunlight. It was 9:00 in the morning and my alarm clock was going crazy at the moment.

"Can you just shut the fuck up?" I bluntly told my alarm clock even though I know it won't answer me. I'm a weird person, please bare with me.

I admit, I'm really not a morning person and what I only love about mornings is that I can still lay in bed whenever I want to and my hatest part is going to the bathroom to take a shower when the water is freezing cold. Just call me a lazy piece of ass it's okay.

Do you know that feeling when you have this crazy butterfly in the pit of your stomach that wants to stay forever and make you feel happy? Ever since that kiss with Luke happened? I can still feel those butterflies who makes my heart flutter everytime I see a thing that reminded me of Luke.

"What have you done Luke?" I said while staring at his picture I took last week. He was wearing his pompom beanie that really looked adorable on him and he was sleeping. He just looks so peaceful and charming. He's every girl's dream boy, to be truly honest.

I stopped my daydreaming bullshit and started drifting my eyes on my dress.

One week more and I'll be turning 18. I don't know what to feel because finally I'll be free from my mum and dad's decisions on me. I can finally say I'm legal to go out or even for parties. I just feel proud.

"Clarice! Your mum's here!" Nana shouted from outside.

"Okay! I'll be there in a minute."

I fixed myself and layed the dresses down on my fixed bed. I went out of my room and started jogging my way down the stairs. I was greeted by my ever-gorgeous mum who is ready to go anytime soon for work.

"How's my little princess doing?" She asked as she placed a lingering kiss on my forehead.

I whinced at the sudden pet name she gave me. "Mum, I'm not little anymore and I'm not a princess. I'm okay and I'm happy." I said with a smile stuck on my face.

My mum looked at me with adoration. She was indeed beautiful. Even in her 40's she still looked like she was 23 back then. It was a breathtaking view for every man's eyes. I don't know why my dad started disliking her. I mean, she's the type to be there when you need her. I just look up to her so much.

"My baby's growing up. I still remember when we always go to Joy's house and you play with that little boy named Calum. Stop growing up too fast!" My mum said. I stopped myself from mesmerizing when I heared his name.

I looked to my mum with pure bliss. "Mum, I almost forgot. The boy you said a while ago?"

"Who? Calum? He is Joy's son, though. Why?"

"He is my boyfriend."

Her jaw dropped at the sudden announcement I made. I was just there, standing with embarrassment stucked in my whole tensing body.

My mum parted her lips and with a sudden minute, the smile was once back again in her face. "I'm happy you're saying this to me. And, one thing."

I looked up at her swiftly.

"What is it, mum?"

"We're going to the Hoods tomorrow. I'll pick you up at school and you better look good. Dinner with them and I want you to come with me."

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Tomorrow swiftly came like a hurricane and my body is tensing up. I was at school today because it's been days since that laboratory thing went. It's all good now and I'm stucked in this four-cornered room listening to some random Arts class lecture.

Don't get me wrong, I really take time getting all-dolled up. I'm a girl and I think it's normal? Sorry, I'm really anti-social.

The bell rang quickly as I expected and I want to see Calum first before I go to their house. He's not been messaging or calling me for three days straight since that unexpected proposal thing happened.

I went straight to my locker and surprisingly I found a little note sticked in it.

I missed you, Clarice! I'm tough and I know it. See me tomorrow at the gym, I have something to tell you! :)

- L.H x

By the look on my face, I'm smiling like an idiot right now and I think I know who this is but I don't want to put my finger on it. I just don't want to assume so much that's all.

It's 4:30 in the afternoon and I'm supposed to meet Calum outside. A familiar figure catched my eye. It was Michael. And he was with some cool chick. Wow, they looked good together. They both looked so punk rock with their cool-ass hair color. Iconic.

I decided to just wait Calum at the cafeteria. I texted him right away.

To: Calum
Message: Hi! Just meet me at the caf and please come? :( I've missed you. I'll be waiting. x

I readily hit send and went straight to the school's cafeteria. I ordered a frap to keep me company while waiting for Calum to come up and see me.

I just hope he would come and won't ditch me again for Christ's sake.

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It was approximately one and a half hour that I'm waiting and I got really furious with Calum. He ditched me for the second fucking time and right now, I don't know how to feel. I just want to see him before I go home and doll myself up for that dinner and he'll actually do this shit? I'm so fucking done.

I texted my mum that I will just go by myself in their house and not to pick me up anymore. I typed furiously and hit the send button.

I stood up and went my way outside the cafeteria. It's 5:30 and it's already getting a bit dark.

"You are such a goddamn asshole, Calum." I cursed under my breath.

I'm here, running around to find tracks on Calum.

But the figure I was finding caught me. I didn't believe what I saw but in the clothes he was wearing, it was him.

I caught him kissing a girl, holding her by the waist and making out like no one was staring into them.

A tear fell into the corner of my eye. I watched them as I well up in a corner and put my hand in my mouth, not letting my sobs be heared by them.

I hurriedly went outside the campus and in went inside my car.

And in that very moment, I can't contain the pain that stung my heart like wildfire.

I started crying, like I should be doing in the first place.

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what have i done?

i'm crying like shit. why did i make this.

i'm out.