A/N
This chapter is dedicated to stunningdroy.
I hope you all enjoy this one.
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School passes in a blur. I drive home as fast as I can. When I get home, no one is home. I'm not surprised though. Mum must have gone to work. She's a baker. The best in town. She owns this business where she bakes and sells cakes . She also sells equipments and materials needed for baking. Financially, we are doing just fine. My mum is a busy woman but she still makes time for me and I love her for that.
I go upstairs to my room and drop my bag and car keys. I change into something more comfortable. An extra large shirt I got from a flea market and a pair of shorts. I pick up my phone and head to the kitchen to get something to eat. I'm starving. I bring out leftover pizza from last night and put in the
microwave. I also bring out a can of diet coke from the fridge and wait for the ding from the microwave.
Happy to hear the sound, I take my food to my room and settle in bed. I take my ipad from my bed side table and watch episodes of how I met your mother on Netflix as I stuff my mouth with pizza and coke. Pretty soon, I start to feel sleepy and turn off my ipad and shut my eyelids. The next best thing after food, sleep.
After a few hours of sleep, I wake up to the smell of food. I guess mum is back. I'm starving, again. I trudge down the stairs into the kitchen and find my mom making dinner.
" hey mum. How was work today?" I ask her.
" the usual. How are you baby?" she asks about my welfare.
"hungry mom", I whine as rub my stomach to buttress my point. "well, if you help me make dinner, dinner will get ready faster" , my mom tries to get to help her. I decide to, I'm really hungry.
Ten minutes later, we having dinner and I'm gladly stuffing myself with good food.
" Kira, you really need to work on your table manners" my mum says and I immediately stop eating . "Sorry mum", I say with my mouth full of food. I sit up straight and try to eat like a lady.
" You better not eat like this tomorrow night", mom warns.
" Tomorrow night?", I ask her, clearly not catching on.
"Yes, my friend from college is coming over tomorrow night with her son for dinner", she says, clearly elated. I am not elated.
" A son?", I ask.
" Yes, a son. She's coming with her son", she answers again.
" I don't need a boyfriend mum". She gasps dramatically.
My mom and I have been through this more than once. I know what she's trying to do. My mom is a major matchmaker . Ever since I broke up with Alex, she has been making efforts to get me a boyfriend. She thinks I'm still sad and not over Alex. That is just ridiculous . I'm over Alex. I keep telling them and by them I mean Allie, Jemma and my mum. It's really frustrating.
" This one is really handsome. Trust me on this. And besides, I really want to hang out with Grace." . I presume Grace is her college friend. " Fine, I'm only doing this for you and your friend, I don't care about the son" . I tell her.
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"Another matchmake?" , Allie asks.
"yes, another. " I answer, still not elated about my mum's plan.
"waoh, lucky you Kira, your mum really wants you to get over Alex" Jemma states.
I frown.
" First off, I'm over Alex. Secondly, I don't think getting over a boy who broke you with another who may do the same is good for one's emotional well being." I tell Jemma.
" So, Alex broke you emotionally?" Allie asks me. Really, she knows the whole story, why is she asking ?
" Yes, the son of a bubblegum broke me, you know that, Jemma knows that, heck, the world knows that already!" , I exclaim clearly not getting why this is happening.
Allie shakes her head in a pitiful manner, " y
ou need to fix your broken self KC, we've done our best, it's left to you to just let go" Allie tells me like she's my therapist .
"I am not broken"
"But you just said the son of a bubblegum broke you.",Jemma states.
" Yes, he did. He broke me and I'm fixed. I got fixed ", I try to tell them but they just look at me with pity. What is wrong with them? This is really getting frustrating.
" Why are you getting so worked up about this?", Allie asks.
" I'm not worked about anything. I'm just really tired of you all telling me I'm not over him. I am. I'm definitely not broken anywhere." , I shout, just loud enough for people to look at our table. I am already getting riled up.
"KC, please calm down. We are just trying to tell you what we see almost everyday. A broken girl that covers up all of the cracks and doesn't allow anyone fix her", Allie tells me calmly.
"Time to face the bitter truth Kira , you still have souvenirs from when you and Alex were a thing. You can't even bring yourself to delete his contact or even your pictures together and the stupid texts. And do no let me get started on that stupid picture on your reading table. It still there. I want to break that thing, heaven knows. KC, you are not over Alex Cooper and you know it, you are just too stubborn to admit it. We've seen the guys your mum has match made you with and they are drool worthy. The only person stopping you from moving on from whatever happened in the past is you." Jemma explains, not as calm as Allie did though.
I'm short of words. I try to defend myself with words, actions, just anything but nothing happens. I'm speechless.
They are right.
I may not admit it but I'm still not over Alex and I'm that broken hearted girl that they keep talking about.
Pathetic.
It was a year ago,KC. He really broke me, didn't he? I've always known I wasn't over him just yet. A secret part of me still hopes that he will stop being a douche and come back to his senses. To me.
My pathetic love life people. He's never going to come back. He's too much of a douche . It's never going to happen.
I automatically feel sorry for being hostile to those who tried to help me. My mum, Jemma and Allie mostly. It must have been hard for them to watch me close up due to some silly break up.
I feel very sorry for myself. I'm the dumb heartbroken girl who still hopes her ex will come back to her because she still feels something for him.
But isn't that how most girls think?
He breaks your heart, but you still really like him,or dare I say, love him and because of this, deep down, you hope he stops being stupid and comes back, realizing he made a mistake. Even though you know how unrealistic and silly that thought is.
False hope.
"I'm sorry guys.", I apologise to my best friends. Not for disagreeing but for trying to shut them out of that part of my life. Tears i tried to keep at bay flow down my cheeks . I quickly use my hands to clean the tears and force a smile.
" That is so fake", Allie says with a smile.
"no tears Kira, we still love you and we will always be here for you no matter what." Jemma assures me with a smile.
"Yes ,KC, always. Now, Jemma, stop talking, you made our KC produce salty liquid from her eyes." Allie scolds Jemma.
" Do you mean cry?",Jemma asks.
" I said no talking young lady.", Allie scolds like a parent.
"Not fair." Jemma mumbles to herself as she pouts like a child.
I laugh at this. I think it's time to get over Alex Cooper and stop dwelling on false hope. Heartbreaks suck.
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Oh dear Kira, heartbreaks truly suck. But you have to move on from that painful past.
We all have to
Hope you enjoyed this one lovelies? 😘😘
