Rude much.

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"Waa? Are you nuts how could I let you go like that?" I tried lying but she isn't slow.
". And a part of that is that you're trying to lie too! Listen Ravi, I'm not mad, a little bothered, but I want to know the reasons behind your thinking." She crossed her arms across her chest.

I bit down on my lower lip. Why did this punk tell her? He had a perfect chance to snatch her, but gave it up. But why? Didn't he say he liked her? And didn't he hate me? Wouldn't he want pain come my way? Unless... WA. He's a genius. Of course! He wants her to think that he's not getting in the way; that he's a perfectly innocent boy.

"Ahh, answer mee." She whined tugging on my arm. I nudged her grip away and ignored her.

So, does that mean that he's still going at it strong? I mean, I shouldn't be bothered because I ordered him to, but a part of me was relieved when he told her my plan. I was never the brightest one, and I come up with the most absurd things; for example, the stupid ignoring period. Boom! That definitely cured the problem. I sigh and glance up at her, annoyed at myself.

"I don't know, you felt so okay with leaving and plus, you'd move on even quicker with Seungri, especially if he were a lover accompanying you."

She leaned over and slapped the other side of my face softly. I nod briskly, she should have done that harder.

"Really?. You seriously are such an idiot! How could you expect me to be okay with leaving?! Never knew I was good at acting." She mumbled sitting back. I smirked as she rubbed her face in frustration. "Anyways... So you're the one who had Seungri tag along huh?" She reached over, and touched her nose to mine; in a threatening way. This girl did not just do that.

"Yes. So what?"
"What the.... Why are you sassy all of a sudden?" She backed up and felt my forehead. "This fever must be affecting your mentality." She sits back grinning like a fool.

"I did. I sent a fake note to his dad, faking being you." I shrugged and bit into some of the rice.

She clasped her hands on her forehead.

"How far will you go? Seriously. This isn't gonna end up working like last time! Maybe if I just let go of this whole idea of justifying my mom, Id be able to stay. Or maybe if I just told dad that I didn't want to go then Id be able to stay and none of this would have been happen--"

I stopped listening to her rant.

Did she just say that her dad gave her an actual choice of whether or not she could stay? And if so, she chose to leave? That is a major stab in my trust and heart. Does that mean she was willing to leave, that she didn't care as much, or does that mean that she's been over me. That she doesn't want me anymore. This could go so many ways, but the fact that she could stay, but she doesn't want to, is what's now going to naw on my conscious.

I glanced up at her. The way her eyes glanced from place to place in annoyance and in frustration. How her massive hair bun had fly aways everywhere, the way her small lips curved at every word. The small pair of dimples every time she said 'Why'.

Her soft, smooth complexion, the way her pale skin glowed. It's obvious she isn't just average. She is stunning, but she isn't willing to let it show or to realize it. Which was the first thing that attracted me to her. The way she didn't seem to care what others thought of her, how she didn't mind being alone. I related to that.

Suddenly her voice cracks and she's in a burst of tears.

"I just can't deal with all of this. I love you Ravi and I don't want to leave, but I just can't abandon dad. He needs me. But you need me. And I need you. And I feel trapped in a small box, where I have no idea how to escape. Why couldn't you have ignored my annoying pleas of friendship, maybe you wouldn't have fallen, neither would I. What am I saying now!? Listen to me. Im deranged now. Just like you."

The last part made me smile. I pulled her head over and placed it on my shoulder. Her bangs hit her face, gently swooping against my bare neck.

"Shh already. You're making me feel weird." I took some rice and brought it down near her mouth, or so I thought.

"Get that away from my nose. Cant you see it's runny from my tears?" She pushed my hand away as it shook from my laughter.
"Oopssss." I put the chopsticks down and lifted her head, having her face me. Tears still spilt endlessly over her cheek. "Listen to me. We have some months. Let's not mourn over the future until it comes. Now hush and eat with me." I slapped her cheek gently, making her smile through her last tears.

I reached over to the bag and took out another pair of chopsticks for her. She took them without hesitation and began eating, sniffling every now and then. I stood and got some tissues from my dresser and sat back down next to her.

"Blow as hard as you could, okay?" I said as I held the tissues up to her nose. She nodded and inhaled deeply through her mouth, then letting out her mucous. YUCK! I scowled and threw away the tissues immediately.

"Thanks." She said with a bright smile and a small blush. I grin and pinch her cheek.
"Thanks for coming. And not blowing up on me like previous times."
She rolls her eyes as she bit into some vegetables.

A/N literally have no excuses. I'll be honest. Instagram fan account is blowing up with responsibilities, Naruto marathoning, Drama's, Youtube, HOMEWORK. sorry. Rushed this chapter in just 30 minutes. I should proof read but I have to finish this big writing prompt. Am dying.

~Ariana the lazy dog woman.

Edit: how accurate is that, the lazy dog woman. LMAO