The Ugly Friend

Chapter 4

"What?" Sam looked at me in disbelief.

I nod my head as I close my eyes, not letting my tears drop.

I will not cry anymore. At least, not for him.

I continue with my story, my voice cracking.

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I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands, and pray that the tears that formed in my eyes do not fall. I can't believe the person I trusted and cared for, the person I loved the most, would do this to me.

After spending years building my walls, and I made a mistake of letting them down.

Never again.

Rushing out of the room, I slam the door angrily behind me, creating a loud booming noise that vibrated through the whole house. Flying down the stairs like a headless chicken out for revenge, I misstep, accidently tripping on my feet and falling on my face. Mrs. Cunnings helps me up and obliviously asks me what is wrong. I ignore her and wildly push my way out the door, completely disregarding everything in my way.

Behind me footsteps thud closer and closer as I hear Mason running after me, screaming my name. Suddenly, I feel a hand harshly grip my shoulder and before I had time to think, Mason whirls me around, making my body face his.

My eyes are glued to the ground, refusing to look at him.

"I'm sorry... Please forgive me," Mason begs.

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say.

"Geez, if I knew you were so difficult, I wouldn't have picked you. I thought you would be easy."

I looked up at him, unsure if I heard right. Difficult...easy?

"What? P-picked me?"

"Yes, the boys and I had a bet going. They bet me five hundred that I could have you fall for me and you would sleep with me," He scoffs. "You just cost me five hundred dollars."

I can't believe what I heard. It was a bet? Our whole relationship was a bet?

After a few seconds, I asked, "Did you love me?" I look at him and hope that he actually felt something for me. That our relationship wasn't fake.

Mason's eyes showed disgust as he snarled, "No. Why would I love you? You're pathetic." With each word, my heart breaks a little more.

"Did you mean any of the things you have said to me? Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"No."

I don't stay for any more of the abuse. So I do the one thing I'm good at: I run away.

I run away from him, from my feelings, from my problems.

I run back to my house, out of breath. I feel something heavy on my right wrist. I look down.

The bracelet.

It's engravings laughed and mocked me, jeering at me because I stupidly believed Mason truly loved me for even a second.

I rip it off and throw it on the ground.

It lands with a loud thump.

I flich, wondering why the noise was so deafening.

But maybe it wasn't the sound of the bracelet that was so too loud.

Maybe it was the sound of my heart breaking.

 A U T H O R ' S   N O T E

Sorry for posting so late. I'm so busy these past few days. ahaha I should've never promised to update every Sunday because I'm running out of rewritten chapters rip T-T

Sorry this chapter was so short ;-; this chapter was suppose to be part of chapter 3 but I felt like splitting them up haha.

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