BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 35. Edited.

She laughed and I shrugged. I was astonished for her question and listening to someone calling me that way made me wanted to cry.

I didn't answer anything. Maybe that was why everybody used to look at me different, I haven't watched TV since... a lot, haven't read any newspaper or magazine. God knows what people wrote about me just because I WAS friends with him. It was just that, and now there were "Linda's a hoe" rumors? I was sobbing.

I walked to the bus station. People around me were wondering why I was crying and looked at me like I was a Hobbit in the real world.

"I'm not Harry's hoe," I repeated myself. "You are not and Harry is not yours, stop sobbing you little bitch," I whispered.

"Why are your eyes that red?" a little girl asked me, she was with her grandma; she was looking at me with her big blue eyes.

I didn't answer and after a couple minutes she was still staring at me.

"Don't cry, that makes you look ugly and you are beautiful like me," she whispered and gave me a paper she had in her hands.

She and her grandma climbed into the first bus and I stood there with that paper. I opened it and there was a little chocolate with heart's shape. It was beautiful.

"Linda!" a girl yelled at me, I had seen her before and maybe it was in class. "Wait for me please!"

I stopped and turned around looking at her.

"I'm so sorry," she was gasping for air.

"About what?"

I had seen her before and when she smiled I recognised her, she was that Emily from Anne's house. I didn't know she studied here.

"My cousin can be a jerk most of the time. She was just trying to make you say something about it... she has always been so obsessed with Harry and she doesn't even know him so she acted like a jealous bitch."

She was nice but I hated her. She was humble and kind but still a whore and hypocrite. I turned around and continued walking.

"Linda, Harry likes you so much," she said. "Don't believe all those rumours about all these shitty things. I need to talk to you, please?" she begged.

I turned around to look at her again.

"I don't care, I don't want to talk to you," I mouthed.

"Hey don't hate me because everyone hates my cousin, everyone at school always tear me away. I'm not that mean," she shrugged.

I laughed when she pouted. Maybe I overreacted about her and she was just nice. I supposed she was a bitch because she was Harry's friend or... I was jealous? No. I wasn't.

"Do you like coffee?" She asked me.

"Yes I do." it wasn't difficult to answer.

"Would you like to go for a coffee with me?" She asked.

I agreed. I had a supposition she wasn't bad and maybe she could be the friend I was waiting to have in college.

"Don't judge a book for its cover," she explained.

"So you thought I was just with him for fame?" I laughed.

"Yeah! Just when I arrived you were like... upset I was there and then when I asked Harry why did you go with that boy he said he was your ex who wanted you back so he went for you," she added.

"How come?" I laughed.

"After that he didn't laugh. Like the whole day, then I suggested him to go to your house because he said he thought you were so mad with him."