Just Friends

Chapter: 1

Hey guys im Cassandra Lopez as you must have already know. This is my first book i just imagined about it yesterday. And as a good sport im wrighting about it. i've always wanted to know how it realy feels to have been loved even when ure appearance is pretty yet ugly.... hope u like this........................ oh yeah im doing it by point of veiws

Jessica POV:

  I sat on the black couch I had considered favorite, the soft chair seemed to swallow all of my pain as I opened up the McDonnell meal pulling out my large fries and the large box case of nuggets

the dipping was a weird smelling white sauce the tangy smell danced into my nose but what do I care,

I kept the nuggets to the side and pulled the juicy fries stuffing them into my mouth as if there was no tomorrow, to explain my strange behavior I was very extremely hungry I mean my stomach ache with desire for something oily and here was my desire siting next to me.

After chewing down on a stack of long mouth watering fries I heard the sound of my annoying cell the sound died out after a few minutes but what seemed like seconds........... as I tried to stuff another stack of fries down my throat it rang once again... I caught the glimpse of my phone sitting at the far side of the table in the kitchen counter and let out a muted groan wiping my oily hands on a clothe I always kept by me while I ate I pushed my now numb body to stand up and shuffled noisily to the counter and pick my phone the excessive ringing had died leaving a text message from some strange number a bit foreign to me I guess. Picking the i-phone I stared at the screen and touched the message my heart was beating a bit harder when I realized that the number that seemed strange to me was my fiance's number Marks name glowed at the side of the number clicking once again on the message app I was able to find his message

“Babe sorry but today I'm having a meeting which I truly need to attend I won't be able to make it to our date ~ love Mark,T.”

the words so simple felt like sharpened knives thrown towards my heart I felt a tightening in my throat today was my 19th birthday and he promised me he will devote this day to me I sighed my hunger of before suddenly gone the oily desire slipped away into the air like smoke, he's been acting like this for the past 3 weeks why would his work be more important than me his wife to be I mean I have a lovely angelic face although my body may be a defect to my face I am gorgeous. I felt sudden defeat my body felt much more heavier than usual I felt more like noting, my birthday the day I was created is it not more special than your job ~MARK~

I shuffled with the same usual sound of my skin slapping each other as I gradually reached my room, I felt the hot moist liquid slip my eyes and knew I was going to gain more pounds this night I bet he forgot. A sigh escaped my lips as I stood at my door the thought of him snapped out of my mind as the hunger I knew was there increased I shuffled once more to my couch and ate the remaining of my food the thought of wasting it slapped my skull like information that truly needed remembrance I stuff it all down and chugged my full bottle of coke down to the last drip a belch of satisfaction was released into the air who would even care if I dated I was a bit more disgusting than many other girls. I smiled at the thought of girls behaving just like me and shuddered............ what can i do without food I picked my cell and dialed all the fast foods I knew had delivering deals .

I awoke by the smell of a strong cologne mixed with a smell too sweet to understand I rose my head from the couch realizing that the pizza box dropped from my laps only to see Mark standing as if he was germaphobic “what is going on in here” was the only words that escaped his stern lips I stared at him dumbfounded at first and was truly engrossed by his rude compliment was this all he had to say about this did he even think oh my sweet is going through stress or baby I'm sorry for missing your birthday well no in caps he just standing around like a woman who only likes clean things and is complaining on how my house is in a wrong state I rose an eyebrow at him and he stared at me, in a calm yet frustrated voice I told him to get out of my house, at first I could see his face going through series of changes when finally it settled in to a strange grimace. “I'll come by tomorrow” was his final retort oh my yes Mark come and I'll greet you with the finest dump you've ever seen. But before he stepped out of the room I saw a red stain on the side of his collar, a lip shaped stain this caused my heart to increase its intense beat the struggle I usually have in breathing got completely worst. What a dirty liar that jerk was playing me to get something out of a skank. Well as a sweet fiance I should catch him in his act.

A feeling of tiredness controlled my heart I thought love was truly easy the soft feeling of some one there by your side was what I thought it felt but no that's not how I feel I feel like a mother looking out for her son so he did not fall in the wrong ditch. actually I feel even worst, I stared at the lovely ring that stated me being in a start of true relationship a symbol that meant not a thing to the man I thought too strict to think of another woman. A smile of tire settled into my lips as I gently pulled the ring from my ring finger. I quit this job called love I'm tired of it seriously I am.....................

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