Pretend Girlfriend

Chapter 10

They say past is past and I know that and also the fact that the past a is part of us. My past is no ordinary. There was so many things that has gone wrong but despite all those wrong doings, I learned some things from them. I'm not usually the type of person who goes all reminiscing way back but since some damn advertisement popped up on the screen of my laptop about some shitty things that looking back through your past is good nye nye nye.

Bing!

I rolled to the other side of my bed and hang upside down and reached for my phone. I click the side of it and the bright screen flash before me making me squint my eyes before adjusting the brightness to zero because. Opening my inbox, I saw Jane's name on one of my unread messages, too lazy to read them. I clicked Jane's name and it read:

A sweet reminder for you dear Lana, the deal.

Oh shit! Shit! What? Fuck! Ugh! I hate Jane so much I want to bury her alive. She made some deal with me, something about my filthy mouth dealing with the curses coming out of it. If I get rid of my filthy mouth, then she'll give me my.. uhh.. diary back... Oh, come on! I know you have one too! I mean who doesn't? It's a part of childhood and teen years. Anyway, yeah Jane found my diary under my bed- yeah I know what a great place for keeping things, so mainstream- and blackmail me with it. She said if she heard me swearing she'll exposed my diary and that even if she's not with me she'll know when a tiny bit of swear barrels out of my mouth. Even if I just thought about it in my head, she'll know and warned me all the way 'til midnight and of course I'm just exaggerating. What a crazy bi-iid.

And me being the dumb that I am fall for her trap.

My first kiss went a little lik-

Oh, look who's calling.

I answered, "Wha-" I was cut off immediately.

"Did you just call me a crazy bitch?" Here's the unfair part of her deal, she gets to swear. So much fun right? No.

"No, I didn't! Why woud I call you that? You know that I love you and... and... uhh..." I trailed off.

"Uh huh, Lana. I'm telling you, I'll be happy to rip the papers off your diary and stick it to the whole school no matter how tiring that is. I'll do it." she said, seriousness dripping her voice. I want to scream at her but since I agreed to that deal there's nothing much I can do.

I hanged up on her. Put my phone on airplane mode. I know she'll bitch about this but since I'm not in the mood to talk to her right now, it has to be like that. I want to have a clear mind and peace surroundings for once. Not the one where all I can hear is noises everywhere. It may seem that I'm fine with but to be honest? Never. I prefer to have a world wherein it's like I'm standing in a field of a forest, only to hear calming melodies coming from the wild.

Those people at my school, know me as the badass and don't-give-a-damn girl which saddens me that they only stop their journey of knowing me on the outside but not what's on the inside. Them, who can't see through the cracks of my walls means that they don't have a time for my shit. Who cares right?

Scoffs.

Says the one who cares a lot.