Monster of a Mate (On Hold)

●Chapter 38●

Ugh.

Why is my life so confusing?

Why can't I just put together the pieces?

Why does it feel as if I don't know things?

Belle, it's probably just your hormones acting up. You're a teenager for Christ sakes. You're going to feel like this.

Then why doesn't this sound convincing at all?

My head started to ache and I groaned in pain.

I felt myself move and I wasn't in the cab anymore but in school in the empty hallway feeling broken.

Why the hell am I sad?

Then I heard me say, "Then why doesn't this sound convincing at all.

Ugh. Get a grip of yourself Belle. You're not one of those cliché girls that runs after their mate. You're strong enough to be on your own. You don't need a love.

And most importantly, you don't need him."

Him?

Who the hell am I talking about?

I looked up and saw a blurry guy walking away.

Wait. Who the hell was that?

I tried to move but then I felt myself move and I appeared back into the cab.

We hadn't reach home as yet but we were close.

What the hell is going on with me? This is the second time this had happened to me.

Why am I reliving flashbacks instead of just having them?

I feel the emotions every time with the flashback. It's like I go back in time and relive.

Like time travel but time travel in my own body.

The cab stopped interrupting my thoughts.

"Thanks," I said and paid him.

He nodded and pulled off leaving a cloud of smoke from his exhaust.

I coughed and headed home.
When I had reached, there was a girl sitting on my front porch.

Okay. This is creepy. I don't know this girl at all. So why the hell is she on the porch?

I entered the lawn and walked down the path and walked up the short staircase.

Oh I recognize her. She's the-

She stood up and said, "Hi! I'm Maria!"

Okay. What does she want?

"Hey. I'm Belle. So how may I help you?" I said.

"Belle! Such a lovely name. It's  from the Beauty and the Beast, I'm guessing," she said.

Just cut to the chase sunflower. Don't ask me why I nicknamed her. She is just so full of joy.

"Yes it is. So how may I help you?" I said.

"How do you know Xavier?" she asked glaring at me.

Who the f^ck is Xavier?

"I'm sorry but I don't know any one by that name," I said confused.

"Look b!tch if you plan on walking in on us again at my job, I suggest you walk with life insurance," she said glaring at me.

Sunflower? More like a Venus Fly Trap.

"What the f^ck is your problem? I don't know who the f^ck is Xavier and that person that was f^cking you was my best friend Joseph. Do you call him Xavier? Because let me give you a heads up. Joseph's his real name," I said.