Mistakes [Second Book]

thirty nine

why do i update at such strange times...
but like...it's my birthday on the 10th so hmu🌚

Daniel's POV

"No. I'm not getting into a car with you!" I exclaim, causing heads to turn and look in my direction.

"Excuse me?" Cat asks in disbelief with fake offence lacing her tone.

"You heard me." I snap, storming away.

A hand grabs onto my arm and I struggle to move. They cover my mouth with their other hand and take me into a dark area. I'm flung into the corner before a light turns on. Cat stands there in front of me, her hands placed on her hips.

"So, Preda...how're you and Joey?" she asks, a fake smile plastered on her face and she paces around the room slowly. Her heeled boots click along the floor as she paces, causing my extreme headache to worsen.

"That's none of your business, bitch." I spit out. She turns and looks at me, just as surprised by my words as I am.

"You know me and Joey used to hook up, right?" she asks nonchalantly, a smile placed upon her face. Anger rises in me and I begin to grit my teeth.

"I don't believe that for one minute. Joey is about as straight as a squiggly line (me)." I mutter, glaring at the evil girl in front of my eyes.

"He loved every minute of it. I know he did. Maybe he's just playing your heart because he's in love with me." she says in a singsong voice. Her words go in one ear and out the other. She's making stuff up and I know it.

"What are you trying to do? Why're you trying so hard to break us apart? Is it because you know deep down, you'll never have someone love you?" I exclaim loudly, tilting my head to the side. A look of pure poison is set upon her face once the words slip off my tongue.

"Or are you in love with him, but you know he'll never love you back?" I question, a small smirk playing on my lips.

She pounces at me, clawing at my clothed chest and bare arms. I sit there, smiling to myself as she leaves red scratch marks along my arms. She suddenly stops, sitting beside me. I look away, but immediately turn back once a hear a small weeping noise. I turn to look at her, seeing tears roll down her cheeks.

"You're right," she mumbles, "about Joey."

A confused expression overtakes my face as the words exit her mouth. She sighs, getting ready to speak again.

"I'm in love with Joey Graceffa."