Falling For My Fake Boyfriend

14. 100% Completely Done

Girlfriend?!

I should of known.

I should of known he didn't love me.

I should of known that I wasn't special.

I should of known that he is just my fake boyfriend, nothing more.

Still I feel like I just got the life sucked out of me. I tried my best not cry so I just weakly smiled instead.

"But I'm Tristan's girlfriend." I spoke up causing everyone to look at me.

"Uh no I am." Kristen said.

"What do you mean now you have your girlfriend back?" I turned to Tristan ignoring Kristen's response.

"Well before we moved here, Tristan and Kristen were dating and then we moved and they had a long distance relationship but I think they lost connection to each other somehow and I don't think you two ever broke up. Anyways Kristen moved here and so I figured you guys can continue you dating." Danielle smiled.

He lied to me.

That's what's running through my mind right now.

"But I'm Tristan's girlfriend." I said again not bothering to look at Tristan.

"Or was anyway." I quickly glanced at him.

Kristen had her arm wrapped around him and I wanted to throw her off a cliff.

"Tristan told me you were just a friend." His mother said with a confused expression on her face.

Just a friend?!

"Did he now." I seethed.

I looked at him and he looked in shock.

I stormed out of the house letting the tears fall.

Suddenly I felt a drop on my nose. I looked up at the sky was gray.

More and more drops fell until I was completely soaked.

"Perfect! This is just absolutely perfect!" I yelled even though no one was there.

I guarantee my makeup which took ages to do was smudged and my hair was ruined.

He lied to me.

He betrayed me.

He used me.

All these words kept popping up in my head and the tears just kept coming.

I sat on the filthy ground and leaned my back against his car.

I don't care anymore.

Anyone that has ever been in my life was always horrible to me.

In some way, I always end up crying over someone that has entered my life.

In this case, it was Tristan.

My whole world suddenly came crashing down all because of one boy.

One boy who doesn't even love me.

I stopped crying and realized something.

This isn't a movie or a fairytale.

No one could possibly love me enough to be there for me.

This is real life.

And in real life, not everyone gets a happy ending.

Someone always ends up getting their heart broken.

In this case, it's me.

This made me realize something, that not everyone deserves a second chance or third chance or even a fourth one.

Once you've been heartbroken, you don't ever want to feel that pain again because its awful.

You feel like the whole world has turned on you, like everyone is against you.

You feel like you are the stupidest person in the world for believing you were special to him.

Most of all, you feel like you deserve the pain for falling for him.

How do I know?

Well I'm feeling all these things right now.

Once again, the tears came and I couldn't stop it.

Next thing I know Tristan comes out and I stand up from the ground.

"Bella I'm so sorry." He said getting soaked by the rain.

"Get away from me." I said my voice cracking a little bit and I walked away.

"Please let me explain." He begged grabbing my arm but I quickly jerked it away.

"There's nothing to explain! You never broke up with your old girlfriend, you pretended to love me, you told your parents I was your friend and now your old girlfriend is back and you never bothered to tell me! I get it Tristan, you don't love me but did you really have to tell me in that way?" I said and walked away.

Don't ask me where I'm going because I have no idea.

At this point, I don't even care anymore.

He took what was left of my emotions and threw it away.

I am 100% completely done.

But there's one thing left to do; tell Ella the truth about Tristan and I.

I finally found my way home and I took a shower, cleaning off all the smudged makeup.

I can't believe I spent time looking good for that jerk.

I got out of the shower throwing on a sweatshirt and sweatpants and leaving my hair down to dry with no makeup.

I have no one to impress so it doesn't matter what I look like anymore.

Well actually it does...

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and all I see are flaws.

I hate my body type and how I always say something stupid. I hate how I can never think of anything witty or flirtatious to say. I hate how I always seem to mess up things. But most of all I hate how I'm so naive. I let people in and they mess with my feelings and I end up crying in the end.

I walked away and wiped my eyes then drove to Ella's house playing sad music and humming along to it.

I finally arrived and Chase opened the door ushering me in.

I walked in the living room to find the biggest surprise of my life.

Tristan was sitting on the couch talking to Ella and I stood there with my mouth wide open.