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by mangthomas

by mangthomas

Veronica's POV

After the car accident, my life changed. I eat less. I think too much. I felt betrayed. I blame myself for loosing my baby. I cry every night. I talk less. I felt guilt, I always wonder if I could have done anything to save my baby. I'm just numb.

And because of my depression, I slowly loosing my love, my boyfriend. I talk less to him. I also blame him for my pregnant loss. I avoided him almost everyday even if he trying his best to comfort me. And then one day, I've just found out that he is taking out some strippers from the bar. Rumors spread fast than I thought it would be. Text messages that say how they are sad about what happened to me are all over my inbox.

Until one night, I planned to surprise Marcus in his apartment. I decided to talk to him. I brought some food for us to eat. I want to apologize to him for being a shit. I want to make out things that happened to us. I want to start our relationship over again because I don't want to lose him, because I love him.

But unfortunately, when I arrived at his apartment, I'm totally shocked. The door is slightly opened and there are clothes scattered all over the living room. I know already what was going on. I just hope that I'm wrong.

I tip toed to his bedroom and quietly opened the bedroom door and saw a girl on top of Marcus. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. Bitch. They are fvcking. They are having sex. I slammed the door causing them to stop and notice their unwanted guest. I run as fast as I could away from Marcus' apartment. I got back to my car and burts into tears.

The next day, I confronted him and he blunted to me all the truth that he hide to me from the start. That Marcus don't loved me. He just played me. He want me for my body and money.

And that's my lame life. I just wished that my baby was still with me right now.

I sat up from my bed. I look at my phone and check the time: 8:03 pm. I realised that I just recall my life before just in three hours. Wonderful.

I walked towards the closet mirror to see my reflection. My eyes are bloodshot for crying over three fvcking hours. My hair was tied up into a messy bun. I was totally wrecked. I look horrible.

I want to make revenge. I want to feel strong. I want to change from being a fool and stupid girl. I want boys to crave for me, to want me badly, to cry because of me. I want them to feel the pain, the hurt of being played.

ONE YEAR AFTER

"Uhhh.. Veron...." Ashton moaned. "You're...soooo...good at this..." I deep throat his full length. He pulled my hair harder causing me to moan.

Ashton and I are friends. More like fuck buddies. He is one of the bestbuds of Michael that was basically my soon to be stepbrother.

We are now at Ashton's pad, giving him a blowjob.

"I'm coming baby..." He warned me but I don't give a shit. I want to taste him. I suck him faster until I tasted a salty fluid as his legs shakes and his hands on my hair tightened. I lick my lips and hovered over him. I kiss him gently and he smiled as I pulled out.

"What does it tasted? Does it tasted good?" Ashton ask me. I grinned but I didn't answer. I lay beside him on the bed.

"Stop it Ash!" I rolled my eyes giving him the idea that I don't want to talk about that. He turned to me.

"Sorry!" He smiled and his dimples appeared. How adorable. "You look so serious! I'm just joking!" He pulled me closer to him. I can feel his breath in my face. He leans slowly to kiss me again but I pushed him. He chuckled and let me go from his arms. And i rolled my eyes again.

I sit up and get my laced bra on the floor. I wear it and do the same with my sweatshirt. Ashton did the same. He jumped out of bed and get his boxers and jeans walking towards the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower." He said to me and winked. "Do you want to come with me?"

I give him a stern look. "Just get you ass in there! We have to go at Calum's at 7 and it's already 7:45!" I shouted, waving my hands in the air dramatically. I'm not pissed off but I don't have the mood to take a second round.

"Hey! Chill! I know that something red is leaking down there...but you don't have to shout!" He laughed. I look down to hide my face because I know that my cheeks are now red. Damn this PMS. "And as far as I know, the party would start even we are there or nah." I don't look up. I just heard the bathroom door shuts.

I sighed. This dang mood swings because of my monthly visit made me sick. I grab my phone from the bedside table and check for new messages. I got 10 messages and 4 voicemails from Harold. My NERD boyfriend. I deleted all of it without reading. I lean my back into the bed and stared at ceiling.

It's been a year. When all about me changed. I changed the way I dressed, the way I live, and most of all, my personality. Back when I was so dorky, boring history lover girl to a whore, bitch and playgirl like I am today. I have already played so many feelings. Like one day, I'll talk to a geek in the campus and make him feel that he is loved by a fvcking hot girl. And after I fucked him, I'll just sneak out in the middle of the night and not to talk to him ever again. The next day, I will tweet something about him and the entire population will talk about it all over the campus. And then start to bully the geek.

I just do it for fun. For happiness.

But am I happy at all?

hey guys! Luke was not yet there. But I'm assuring you that he will appear on the next chapter. :)

I feel like talking to my self because there is no one reading my story. How sad. :(

gracy xx