Don't mess with her

Chapter 32: It could get ugly before it gets beautiful

Cry? Why cry? I've been through this hell of a rollercoaster with him and I don't think I have enough tears in me anymore.

Cry? I've cried all I had that night my heart was chattered into bits. The night I turned into the pathetic little girl who crumbled in front of her friends.

The sad thing and what's making me angry as hell is that I still love him, and the worst part is that I didn't get to say it to him.

It's been three days and I've avoid everything Drake related. Anyways, it's not like anything he says I've never heard before. The weird thing is that, he has stopped trying. Yesterday, I did not receive any calls or messages from him. Maybe I've been right all along. I'm not enough for him.

But whatever it is, I can't talk to him right now. I need to think what I'm going to say to him when I confront him.

My mind has not stopped thinking of the possibilities of everything that has happened. What drove him into doing that? Why was I not enough? Was she taking advantage of him? What kind of idiot would confuse the person he loves for another?

The last one has been on my mind more than the others. Yes, I've heard Drake's version, but still couldn't forgive him. There is no rock-climbing/romantic dinner that could save him right now.

October was now over and November brought what I didn't felt like celebrating anymore, homecoming.

Thank God it's Wednesday. My school do all that traditional homecoming sh*t. With my mood, it's driving me insane. But today, it's "wear your pajamas to school day". I couldn't be more thankful. I wore a long sleeve black sweater with my long red, black and grey pajama pant bottoms.

I was currently sitting at the back of the physics room waiting for this nightmare to be over. I'm good at every subject at school, but right now Mr. Stevenburg was driving me insane. Why is it that teachers don't have an off button just to make them shut up?

My prayers were answered when the bell rang finally letting us go to lunch.

"Thank God we are finally out!" Tori joined me while we were walking towards the lunchroom.

"One more minute and I think I would've banged my head against the desk." I reached for the doors and huffed when I saw the line. Brad came sneaking behind Tori and hugged her. He was whispering things in her ear, while her face was turning redder by the second. I felt like I was intruding and decided to give them some space.

"I'm going to find us a seat while this line goes down." I turned to one of the free tables nearby and sunk on one of the seats while I waited. I crossed my arms and rested them on the table. My head was resting on them...maybe I could take a short nap. That's when I felt that someone banged on the table.

I jumped and found that the idiot was none other than Mason.

I resumed my previous position. Sadly, that didn't stop him from babbling on about yesterday.

"It sucks the fact that "rent-a-senior day" its over." I don't know why he's complaining. Usually that day it's awful. The freshmen not only take advantage of the situation, but of the senior also.

"You are just mad you won't get to do it today." A mumble was all that could be heard in my position.

"Hey, it's good money." I guess being with the same person for years gives you the power to understand their blabbering.

"It's only five bucks." I raised my head just so he could see the flat expression I had on my face.

"It's good money." He repeated with the same facial expression I have.