• 3 days later •
"Dad.."
My dad was nice enough to unground me. He understood what I meant when I said I felt isolated. He told me he felt like that too in some point in his life.
"Do you think we can move?" I add.
"Ivana..are you having trouble with people? If you are you need to tell me, okay?"
"No, no, no it's just...never mind forget about it."
I didn't want to lie to him but I didn't want to tell him about Ethan.
I start to get ready and I put on a dress that's not to fancy but I know Ethan would love this. I have to say it but when I wore dresses like this my ass looked pretty nice.
• @ school •
I was bored. It was the last few minutes before school ended. Leona was next to me in class writing in her journal.
"Did you know Ethan has a twin?" I asked.
"I do."
"Why, how, how come you've never told me?"
"Didn't know if you'd care."
She was right. I didn't care. Not even a little bit but I guess it'd be nice to know before you go into someone's house knowing another person that looks just like the person you're making out with sees you. It would probably creep me out at first.
The bell rings and I gather my things.
"Do you think Ethan will be at his locker?"
"I thought you wanted nothing to do with him? And to answer your question, yes."
"I'm bored and want drama to brew." I wink.
"That's probably not a good idea. Who knows what you have up in that," she starts playing with my hair. "Dirty, dirty mind of yours."
"Hey! I'll have you know I showered last night." I laugh. "I'll meet you at the front, 'Kay?" She nods and I walk off Into the next hallway.
Ethan is always at his locker. To ask Leona that, it was probably just one of those stupid questions.
His locker was open and I wanted to come up out of nowhere and scare him. I slam his locker. Everybody looks his, or, our way.
"Woah! Uh, ivana? What, what, are you... doing?"
I grab on his shirt flipping him over to where his back hits the lockers.
"Fuck you." My lips smash onto his doing all the work that needs to be done. Our saliva mixing.
"What?"
"For being a hot fucking player." We part. His lips look swollen already. Plump and red. His eyes widen and then go back to normal. His Adam's apple moves up and down.
"I'm confused."
"Good. I'm a confusing person I must say."
"Can we talk or something?"
"Sure but let me do all of it." I say. "Why Natasha? Why didn't you just break up with me and go to another girl? It's better than cheating, right? But, no. You ruined a relationship that could've escalated..." I pull on his shirt moving his body closer to me.
"Sexually." I whisper. He bites his lip.
He clears his throat. "Come on, stop." He looks up and down and then back up again letting the eye contest with someone else last longer than this talk.
"Who the hell are you and why are you touching my boyfriend?" I turn around seeing a dark skinned beauty. Her tongue was at the roof of her mouth and her eyes scoot forward at me. "Hm?"
"Are you Natasha?" I ask.
"I am and who the hell are you?"
"Ivana. Ethan's ex girlfriend. Just to be clear here...he cheated on me with you and he could be cheated on you with someone else." I smile. "So, believe me or not. The other girl was Vanessa."
She looks at me with anger in her eyes but she keeps her self calm.
"Why should I believe some brunette bitch that tells me my boyfriend is cheating on me when you're holding onto his shirt tightly?" She asks.
"Because if you don't then you'll have to find out the hard way." I smile.
