My life: Messed up [on hold]

Bastards and Tears

Just across the street, casually leaning against a wall is the school Queen Bitch. Yes ladies and gents. I'm talking about Lola Terol. And if I knew that she'd be there. At that time, at that location, at that spot, with her eyes pointed towards us and her passionate hate towards me. I would've bought a taser and taser her till she can't say her own name. Because getting her anger, her hate over you. Is like an earthquake in Asia. Unescapable, deadly and a 110% chance of dying. Why can't my life just be easy for once.

I've seen Lola and her revenge. The way I saw her standing? I spotted her from my bedroom window. What? You thought I was going to tell you about a giant car chase that ended up in my severely wounded and the thief not caught but unmasked Anyways? Well guess again, ain't happening mate.

When I walk upstairs still confused but severely in love I look out of the window, there she is. Next to that little wall. Lola.

"Damn it Bella, messing up again." I speak to myself like I'm some sort of schizophrenic.

"Guess I'll have to wait what the morning brings then." I say to myself, I mean I honestly couldn't care about what she thinks. I'm in heaven and I am gonna stay there for a while.

I walk towards my bed and without even taking my clothes of I just drop down on it, I know just realise how tired I actually am. Insane. I am rudely awaken by my alarm clock, noticing that it's Saturday, and that its freaking Saturday. Oh not to mention that ITS SATURDAY. I probably didn't turn the thing off. Why do I have to be such an idiot at times. I stand up, knowing I won't be going to sleep anytime soon. And I walk towards my phone. I see a few missed messages. Oh and one from Mr. Badboy.

I quickly unlock my phone and impatiently tap on the floor waiting for the damned screen to come up. Facebook is such a pain sometimes. I tap messages and I then see his message...my world collapsed.

"Yesterday was a joke, don't get any stupid ideas in your head."

That, but. I knew it. This has to be too good to be true, I knew I should've never trusted him. What a mistake. I throw my phone down on my bed, and basically I have a mental breakdown. My tears are rolling down on my bedsheets. And tears, well that's an understatement. I think a Waterfall would compare better. I keep on crying for a few minutes, then my stomach decides it's time for me to go get some food. Because my stomach is the most powerful thing in my body I slowly walk down the stairs to the fridge. I am about to return upstairs when I hear the doorbell ring. Who the fruzzle could that be.

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Doelie