Revenge | [discontinued]

Chapter 9

If 'Happy Ever After' did exist... I would still be holding you like this. #Maroon5

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Nine

Stella's POV

"I promise I won't do it."

When I say it, believe me I'd never break it. Because I know, I'd never do what she is scared of me to do. It's her own matter anyways. I don't have a right to participate myself into her relationship, do I? I don't even care about that though. Like what I've told you all before, I've had enough problems to be solved. I'm going to let Jessie working it out herself. If she's mature enough, then she knows how to manage the consequence of it, right? But I don't think she could handle all the craps she has made herself. She's not that type of a mature-and-wise girl certainly. You could immediately evaluate what kind of girl she is by looking at her from head to toe.

"Stella," Alex's voice suddenly is audible through the half-empty hallway. We are now on our way to our own classes.

"What?" I answer. I'm wondering, why does the hallway have to be half-empty? I mean, it's better crowded.

"What did that slutty head say?" I've almost choked out when he calls Jessie a slutty head instead of her real name. I feel sorry for her, honestly. But I couldn't refuse the fact that his terms are actually true and utterly accurate.

He looks at me curiously, making me a bit uncomfortable under his gaze. What do I have to say? Should I lie or tell him the truth? But probably, just probably, it's better telling him the lie. It wouldn't be bad, would it?

"She just said about random things I don't give a damn of" I try to be as calm as I could, hoping he would believe me although I'm such a terrible liar. I pretend to look around my surroundings, wishing inside that there would be something distracting him and making him forget about this topic, even just for a while.

But sadly, our wish doesn't always happen like what we expected it to be, does it?

There's nothing happen and it just makes me worried ninety-fucking-nine percent. From the first time we met up, he has known my falsehood although he pretended like he didn't know, at first.

"Don't lie," his words break my thoughts up, his eyes has examined my trying-to-be-calm face.

See? He always knows even if I've hidden my best fear inside. Even if I've shown my best fake smile and fake calm face. It seems like I'm such a goddamn plastic. I'm as transparent as it.

"I don't" I state, feeling completely worried. I don't know what I'm exactly concerned about, but all I know is I don't want him to find out my lie. I don't want and I don't need him to know. I don't actually mean to hide Jessie's shit from him, but I just feel like it's not my business to spread craps to him.

He sighs before speaking, "Fine then. See you" he waves his one hand towards me as he goes away to enter his own class.

Does he know? Does he know I'm lying to him?

Yes he does you dumbhead!

Oh, shit my brain for telling me that. I'm sorry brain, but I refuse to believe in you this time.

But unfortunately, my brain does something which is exactly contradictory of my mind. My mouth drags open and one word has escaped through it and make a perfect loud voice that echoes throughout the hallway.

"Alex,"

For goddamn Neptune and the bloody sharks, why do I have to call fucking out his name aloud? Why. Do. Fucking. I?