A Game Of Love

Chapter 3 Metting Him

Edited

Wendy's POV

I looked around and sigh, glancing back at Cole who just flashed me a big smile. I only managed to lift my lips a little, acting as if I had something bothering me. Which for most, it should be hard breaking up with someone.

But not for me!

I'm currently outside of the house with Cole, who looks the most happiest I have ever seen him. I wonder what he will think of me when we break-up. Right now he thinks I am a really sweet girl. "Why did you brought me out here?" Cole asked, sounding confused.

"There is something really important I have to tell you." I started, blinking innocently.

"Ok. Go ahead." Cole said with a nod and a smile. I took a deep breath to look as if I was pressured. In reality I am not. I am just trying to find the most cruelest way to break-up.

"We have to break-up." I said plainly. I have a whole speech if he asks for reasons. Cole's smile dropped. He look confused as if he didn't understand what I just said.

"I'm sorry, but could you repeat that again?" Cole murmured with a frown. It was easy to notice the way he had gone from relaxed to rigid, almost stiff. Oh well then, not my problem.

"I said we need to break-up." I repeated myself with a sigh. I hate to repeating myself. If someone cannot understand plain simple words then they should go back to first grade, I'm sure they can learn a thing or two in there.

"I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong? Did I offend you or did something you didn't like?" Cole asked softly, sounding so confused and hurt. Tears seem to be slowly forming in his eyes. I resisted the argue to roll my eyes, damn what a cry baby.

Everything suddenly stopped when I registered his words. I blinked really slowly, the first two sentences hit my heart like a fucking train. That was almost the same thing I said. I haven't exactly ever gotten over that.

Nor will I ever.

"You didn't do nothing wrong." I tried to explain, making myself sound almost as if I actually cared. I know for a fact that it hurts more when they think you actually care about them. I almost scoffed bitterly at the thought.

"We just, have to ok?" I said as a tear fell from Cole's once bright green eyes that once held only happiest now held sadness. I felt pity for a second, the scene reminded of an awful lot of something else. But I pushed the pity aside​, I have a job to do and can't spare pity.

"Why?" Cole chocked on his words.

"I don't, like you anymore." I said as if I was hesitating. Right, as if I actually ever liked someone.

"W-what?" He stuttered, looking more hurt than before. A sigh of pure annoyance escaped my lips.

"I don't like you nor did I like you from the start!" I snapped, irritated. "Listen kid, the only reason I was dating you in the first place was because you had money and everyone wanted you. You were gullible, easy prey in other words." I taunted, dropping the act. It was no use anymore.

"I saw that you were happy, but I cannot keep pretending to actually love a spoiled rich kid who I will never love. I didn't actually love you from the beginning nor will I ever love you. Never ok? Get that through your thick skull you imbecile." I spat with anger.

Cole stood there frozen, tears running down his face and the look in his eyes didn't seem so well. A pang of pity hit me making me realize I maybe took this too far.

I was taking a little bit of my anger that was meant to be for an idiot who I will always hate and put it towards Cole. I took a look at Cole and found him shock. His eyes showed regret, sadness, angry and mostly hurt. Well I did the job of breaking his heart. But why did I feel a little bit bad. Usually I am not this evil with break-ups.