You Are My Heartbreaker

Chapter 42

My mother noticed how unusual I was acting. When I got home I limped my way to my room and let the tears break loose. I don't know if I am crying from another heartbreak or is the shitty feeling of stupidity finally kicking in. I locked the door so my mother had no access.

I was crying mercy for it to stop. But the fluid kept coming until I was nearly out of stock on tears. After 3 hours of hiding myself I went downstairs for a bowl of cereal. My mother caught me before I went back upstairs.

"Selena? Is something wrong?' my mother ask, she even put a client on hold for me. HUGE shocker there.

"I'm tired," I lied and continued up the stairs. When I got back in I felt the small bit of tears that built up while I was away. Just in time I heard my phone buzz for the 100th time perhaps, I went over to the floor where I threw it.

Wonderful a small crack on the corner. I expected it to be Nick, but it was Demi. I abruptly pickedup the call before it ends.

"Hello? Demi?" I picked up.

"Selena! Oh my gosh, are you alright?" her voice was in panic, "I got the invitation."

"Demi," my voice broke, "I-I"

I was even able to speak because the tears suddenly built up to 1 litre inside my sockets. It came spilling out non-stop.

"Okay... okay... shh... it's okay, well not really but--Where are you? Should I come?" she asked in concern.

"It was complete stupidity," I sobbed, "It was obvious I c-can't have him..."

"Hey... don't say that, as wrong as the situation is. Stand back up, he's an ass for putting you through this and you need to be strong, there are better guys out there Sel," Demi was my girl to call for these things. She is just amazing. So confident. "You won't be a cat lady!!" 

I giggled, "Thanks for reminding me."

"I'm glad you could still take a joke, I guess it's not that severe yet. But hey, I've got your back. If you need a girl talk at 3AM, girl, I'll hate you at the minute for it but by morning--I've got you covered." she says so confidently.

"Alright Dems," I smiled, "I'll call you later, I'm going to watch a movie."

"Okay hun, feel better," she ends it with a very audible, "I LOVE YOU SELENA GOMEZ!"

I giggled and hung up after replying, "Love you too."

Then I went back to moping around my room. I sulked I chilled in the hot tub a bit to restock on some tears. I got bored after watching the full season 1 of Grey's Anatomy and went back to my room where I continued to search for something to watch.

On Youtube I found a video on how to cure a heartbreak. Yea, I know right? Ridiculous. But who new that these girls vlogging on Youtube could be better than Dr. Phil. I found myself laughing for an hour watching videos from Lexi Darcel. Then Youtube recommended me to watch some room DIY and stuff, they were boring to me but I watched it for some sort of amusement to keep my mind off of things. 

I didn't know when it was that I started falling asleep. When I woke up I found my bowl of cereal empty, because all the bits of cereal were spilled on my bed. Just glad that I like to drink my milk from the carton and not from my bowl with the cereal.

Not to mention it was about 11:47PM and I was crying when I was sleeping. And when I woke up, I continued to cry. I must have been sobbing so loud, loud enough my parents could hear it from their office downstairs.

My dad knocked on the door, "Selena? Are you alright?"

I wanted to respond to him without having to sound like I've been crying. I hated showing weakness to my parents. It's like they've always underestimated me when I was a baby, I was the youngest, so I was seen as a vulnerable subject to them.