My Fucked Up Romance (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6 "Her Hidden Past"

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"Hey babe." he whispered to my ear sending shivers to my spine.

"Hey." I replied with a giggle. He smiled at me. I can smell that minty breath, that aftershave scent that's my favorite in the world, I loved him.

Then everything went black.

"It's a lie isn't it?" I managed to croak out. "Please tell me it's not true." I took a step forward. "Please, tell me this is all just a misunderstanding." I was already sobbing. "Please." The last word came out barely as a whisper.

"Please." I sobbed "Please ... Tell me it's not true!" I cried. "I'll do anything ... just ... please." I begged him, but all he did was turn his back at me and walked away.

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I woke up from that same nightmare for the 3rd time since I got back. I hate this. Why am I remembering all of this now? Dead feelings must stay dead.

There was a knock on the door which brought me back to reality.

"Mlle Paris, votre mère demande pour votre présence en petit déjeuner. Elle a dit être prêt dans dix." The maid said completely in french which I understood immediately. My mother wants me at breakfast? That's a first.

"Je serai juste en bas." I replied to her quickly getting out of the bed. I scurried to my closet to pick an outfit for breakfast, I decided on a pink floral dress that ends a little before my knees.

I quickly made my way downstairs to find my mother seating at the rear end of the table. "Mother? You were calling for me?" I asked feeling a bit proud at myself for not stuttering.

"Yes, we're going to a party tonight. The theme is black and white. Formal. Be ready before 6 o'clock." She said with so much authority. I knew better not to argue. "Yes, mother" I responded sarcasm laced through my voice before returning to my room.

I entered my bedroom slamming the door shut, creating a loud 'thud' "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I said lacing curses leaving my mouth. " What to wear!? Ugh!" I said feeling excruciated. Why the short notice mother!? Don't get me wrong I hate parties and I absolutely despise them, but I definitely can't look like garbage or a hobo right? I am count and countess Smith's daughter.

"Elise!!!" I jumped my best friend Elise, I missed her so much! "Paris! Oh my God! Where have you been!? You were gone for 2 years! Where have you been hiding!?" Elise kept trowing questions at me. "Woah dude, easy with the questions" I giggled, she just stared at me. Giving me her don't-you-dare-mess-with-me-look. Oh no, if Elise gives you that look you can't mess with her. I sighed.

"Fine, but let me warn you It's a long story." She nodded in response.

"I-I went to America." But before I could continue Elise interrupted me. "America!? Paris! What the fuck!? What did you do in America!?" I sighed one more time gaining her attention.

"Elise, are you going to let me finish or what?" I asked her with a raise brow. She just nodded signaling me to continue.

"I went to America b-because of Trent." She looked flabbergasted so before she could interrupt me I raised my hand signaling for her to stop and gave her my don't-you-dare-interupt-me look. She looked like she would argue, but finally let it slide.

"It was our 1 year anniversary. I was going to surprise him by visiting their manor." I let out a long heavy sigh. "When I went upstairs I-I heard banging noises, like a fight. I rushed to Trent's room without knocking, b-but what I saw shocked me more." This time, I was already crying. Quickly wiping stray tears that escaped my eyes. Elise looked at me confusion written all over her face, but let me continue otherwise. "I-I saw h-him i-in b-bed with someone." By this time my tears are finally full blown, I can't stop it. "he said I wasn't good enough for him. That I was a freakin dense virgin. He said he was with me because he wants to bed me that's why he bedded another woman because I can't give him what he wants." I took a deep breath. "But that wasn't the worst part. He told me that he never loved me, that he was tortured just by seeing me everyday. He said he couldn't take it anymore." I can't talk anymore, I'm already hurting, but I have to continue. "H-he Dumped me. He dumped me Elise! For that bimbo!" I was heart broken. Who am I kidding I'm still heartbroken.

Elise hugged me, drawing circles at my back which comforted me more than anything. Then she pat me on the head saying "Shhh, It's alright. It's going to be alright." We stayed at that position until I wasn't crying anymore and before I knew it I was ready. Ready to forget.

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