"Hey. Hello? Are you okay?"
My head snapped up and immediately went to my cheek, which was sore and bruised. Standing in front of me was a boy, maybe a year older then me, with curly black hair and stunning green eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine", I mumbled, turning away from him so he wouldn't see my cry. "Louis, come here. She's crying", he said quickly, stepping back so Louis could come stand in front of me. "Hey, stop crying. If he hit you, he's obviously not worth it", he said sternly, and I nodded and sniffed a bit. He reached up and gently wiped my tears away, then quickly dropped his hand once the boy with the buzz cut called his name.
"Listen, I have to go. I'll meet you here next week, at the same time, okay?", he mumbled quickly, and I slowly nodded to show I understood. He squeezed my hand gently and smiled at me quickly before turning around and walking out the door. Another idea was already forming in my mind.
I loved the rush I felt when he was standing in front of me, screaming at me, furious about what I had done. It gave me a strange satisfaction, and I wanted to feel it again.
And again.
And again.
I texted his friend Jake and told him I would be there in 10. I grabbed my phone off the table and ran as fast as I could over there, fixing my makeup and hair with the help of the camera on the front of my iPhone. I smirked at myself, satisfied with what I was about to do. I knocked on his door and he opened it a few minutes later, smirking at me. His blue eyes were sparkling as he pulled me inside. "I know what you're doing, he called me a couple hours ago and told me what you did", he said seriously, and I bushed and turned my head away. Before I could say anything I felt his lips on mine and his arms around my waist. "I never liked that jackass anyway", he said evilly, and I laughed and pulled him up to the bedroom.
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Four days later I could officially say I had slept with every one of his friends.
Xavier, Jake, Solomon, Harrison, Dawson, Cole, Jasper, Carter, Ben.
I felt nothing for all of them.
Every single one of them knew what I was doing, and every single one of them were happy to help me. I was waiting for the day when he found me, when I got to see the look in his eyes, when I got to feel that ultimate rush of satisfaction. My heart was like stone, and I honestly thought that there was nothing wrong with that. I hated him, with everything I had.
But I also still loved him.
Maybe love isn't the right word. I felt this... attraction to him. It was probably because I wanted him to feel the way I felt when I found out he had cheated on me so many times. I made my way to Starbucks and ordered my usual, hoping that he would come for me, just like he did last time. I waited 20 minutes and saw nothing, so I decided I would walk by his house a few times. I wouldn't stop until I was sure he knew how I felt.
Just as I stepped out of the café I caught a glimpse of a fight down the street. It was getting dark out and I didn't want to get involved, but I was a little curious about who was fighting. I walked casually down the road until I was about 20 feet away from the commotion, then stopped when I reached an empty alley. "Just leave her the fuck alone. You made the choice to cheat on her, and its not like she's cheating on you, you jackass", I head someone yell, and the other person just laughed and made another move to punch the guy, but some other people were holding him back.
"If she put you up to this, I'm going to make her life 1000 times worse then it is right now. She'll never find anyone who loves her, and if by chance there is someone stupid to love her, they'll quickly realize how much of a cheating, pathetic whore she is", he guy spit out, and I realized with a jolt that it was Jay. The boys holding him back were the boys dragging him out of the café the other day. That must mean that the one he was talking to was Louis.
"Jay, stop. Not once did she cheat on you, you prick, you were the one that cheated on her. I've heard what you did from every single one of your "friends", and sure, what she did was wrong, but in a way, I'm proud of her. I don't even know her, but from what all of your "friends" have said about her, she seems like a pretty great girl. Broken, yes, but still almost perfect. She deserves more, someone who can treat her better then you ever could. Stay the fuck away from her", Louis spat, and Jay just laughed.
"If you're seriously falling for that slut, I wish you luck. She wont know how to love once I'm done with her", Jay yelled, and Louis snapped. He jumped forwards, and despite the boys' warnings he punched Jay square in the jaw. The boys all let Jay go so they could stop Louis, but jay had other plans. He jumped forwards and went to punch Louis right in the nose, but Louis hand flew up to stop him. The curly haired one jumped forwards to back him up, and so did the blonde one. The other two stayed back, ready to step in if it was needed.
Jay saw that he was out numbered and said something quietly to Louis before spitting down by his feet and stalking away. The boys talked quietly for a few minutes before turning and walking in my direction. I gasped and quickly jumped up and ran away, not wanting them to know that I was here. One of them must have saw me, because they started calling my name. I turned around for a split seconds and realized that they were chasing me, so I quickly turned a corner into an alley and waited for them to pass by.
It didn't work.
Louis waved the rest of the boys on, and they hesitantly backed away, in the direction they had come. "I'll walk you home", Louis said carefully, and I nodded at him.
As we reached my street, something at my flat caught my eye.
Jay was sitting at my front door.
I stopped Louis and pointed him out, and I saw Louis' face harden. He pulled me back in the direction we had just come from and grabbed onto my hand, holding it tightly. "You can stay at my flat tonight. I don't want you any where near that fucking prick", he snarled, and I nodded, afraid to say anything more.
