Today was the day of the party and I was so excited. But before the party I had to do few things, you know, run a few errands.
As I strutted down the corridor I posted some last minute invites through lockers.
Perfect. Jessica was at her locker, time for the plan to commence.As I walked up to her, I took out my phone and hit record. Sneakily placing it in my top pocket. This was my chance.
"Hey Jeniffer-" I smirked.
"It's Jessica," she snapped back.
"Oh yeah, so it is, not important. I just wanted to tell you no hard feelings and I hope to see you at the party? I know we had that little talk before but hey maybe at the party I can set you up with one of my friends?" I gleamed, batting my eyelashes at her. Like any of my friends would go anywhere near that skank.
"Maybe you can set yourself up with one of your friends, you'll need it after I'm done with Isaac. He won't be able to take his eyes off me in my bunny costume" She giggled- fucking gross. "Let's just say it's hard to get into and easy to get out of. You and your little boyfriend will be over faster than you can even say boyfriend. Let's face it, you're you and I'm me. You never stood a chance sweetie. Toodles." She strutted away.
"With those teeth I think a bunny costume suits you!" I called out.
That cheeky fucking bitch, well at least I have it all recorded. Dumbass. I pulled out my phone and hit stop.
Now where is Isaac? He needs to see what a little twerp she is.
...some time later...
I can't find him anywhere, what the fuck is he doing. I strolled over to the art room and peered through the paint-splattered glass. Isaac was pinned against the desk with that fucking rug rat blocking his path.
I ripped open the door, "Hey bitch- ever heard of personal space? Step. The fuck. Back."
"Why don't you ask yourself the same question? I told him everything... sweetie," and with that, she left.
What the bloody hell was she even on about? What the fuck did she tell him? My heart thumped like it has grown too big for me and my lungs began to burn. Whatever that bitch had told him, I could tell he believed it...
"What did she say to you Isaac? What did she tell you?" He stood staring at me, tears in his eyes. "Isaac. Talk to me."
"No. I will not fucking talk to you. I will not listen to any more lies spewed out of those poison lips. The lips that have laid against another? How could you fucking do that?! How could you do that, to me?" His face hot and blushed, his lips trembling, his tone angered and his eyes bloodshot, welling up as he couldn't bare to look at me anymore.
"Do what?! Isaac I haven't done anything! What did she tell you I did? Whatever she has said, whatever she told you, she's lying! She's lying to you Isaac."
"Well, of course, you'd say that. Of course you would continue to lie, just admit to it. Save your fucking breath and admit to me that you- that you- cheated."
"Cheated?! On you?! Fuck, Isaac. No, I would never. I love you Isaac, I always have done. I could never cheat on you. I never have! Do you not understand the extent I love you?" Crying now, my voice got louder as I feared the worst. "I have a video- a recording. Isaac I can prove that she is just trying to break us up. Listen to this," I said scrambling for me phone. I pulled it out and opened the recording. Marching up to Isaac, I began to play it. Rustled movement, mumbled voices, static sounds. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I put my phone upside down, the mic placed at the bottom of my pocket. How the fuck was it suppose to record anything like that?! Stupid bitch.
"And what does this prove? That you can waste my time?"
"Isaac, I recorded her saying all this shit about how she was going to break us up."
"Well looks like she succeeded, huh?" And with those few words, we were over. I knew there was nothing I could say to stop him walking away.
A/N:
Well hello. Has been a while, hasn't it? Let's just say I was inspired to write again, by a certain Fashfunforweather
She is currently writing the cutest little 5sos fan fiction, so please go read it and enjoy x
