CHANTEL'S POV
Alissa smiled as she put her phone down, "she's really excited".
"Yeah, I could hear her squealing from here".
"I don't like her anyway", Alissa says scrolling through her twitter with a frown.
"Why?"
" I don't know, something about her feels so fake", she says turning her phone off.
I take a loud gulp after hearing her last word, fake.
"Well I mean she's only coming for the shoot, right?", I ask with raised eyebrows.
"Right.", Alissa responds as we come to a halting stop at a red light.
"Chantel?"
"Yeah...?", I respond slightly worried.
"I'm glad that you're starting to go out now", Alissa says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
I give her a quick nod in response.
The rest of the car ride was silent and awkward. Luckily, we had arrived at Rodeo before things could get worse.
"Gucci?", Alissa asked me pointing towards the store.
"Sure", I reply as I lock my car.
•••
"Banks got this recently", Alissa says as she holds up a Gucci bomber jacket. "He hasn't worn it yet, it's really nice though"
"I swear I've seen him in it though", I say without even thinking.
"But it's still sitting in his closet...untouched", she says with a suspicious look.
"I've probably just seen him in something similar", I respond with a nervous laugh.
Alissa nods her head as she continues to look through a clothing rack.
Good job Chantel, the first time you're hanging out with Alissa and not having a mental breakdown you have to go and do this. Great.
"We should grab something to eat", I say to Alissa after browsing through the entire store.
"Yeah sure", she says as we leave the store.
She was barely saying anything, she obviously knew something was happening. But then again I often make too many assumptions and get ahead of myself.
•••
"Chantel...", Alissa says in a distant tone.
I look up from my salad to see Alissa staring at me straight in the eyes.
"I'm glad we got to go out today and have a good time", she says with a smile.
"I'm glad you're still here with me... you know with everything going on", I reply with a slight smirk.
"I'll always be here with you, Chantel. No matter what." Alissa says holding my hand with a sad smile.
I wasn't sure if that was true, but then again I wouldn't blame her.
I wasn't sure how to respond so I just took another spoonful of my salad. It was torturing me that I couldn't tell Alissa anything. I looked at where her beautiful, brown eyes used to be, instead I saw steely eyes, drained of life and happiness. I couldn't look at her so broken and hurt. The thought of telling her scared me.
•••
Alissa shut the door behind her as I started the car. "Guess what?", she asks in an angry tone as she buckled her seatbelt.
"What?"
"Fucking snake bitch", she replies with a groan.
"What'd she do this time?"
"She's following that Instagram model"
"And...?", I ask with raised eyebrows.
"She's gonna try and pull some bullshit, I already know"
"Why can't she just keep her crusty ass nose out our lives?"
"I don't even know, Chantel. Honestly though", she responds with a frown.
The rest of the car ride consisted of Alissa ranting about Erika and how much she hated her.
"She just can't let others be happy that's what! The fact that I'm somewhere in life even after she's attempted to ruin me bothers her, a lot! Now she's doing everything she can to leach off me. Erika is the definition of clout chaser.
Of course she's not with Jake everyone knows that. She probably doesn't even like Jake. In fact she probably hates him. She probably hates everyone in team ten if we're being honest.
You know what else is funny, everyone who's left team ten is doing so well. They're doing so well.... without her. Neels, Stan, AJ, Emilio and Ivan, Tessa, Tristan... they're all having an amazing time...contract free. You know I don't think people realise how weird that is...contracts. You're literally trapping someone into being your friend. Like you're handing them a piece of paper and saying "You need to be my friend or else. You don't have a choice, whether you like me or not"....does that not strike people as weird? Creepy even? It's only a matter of time until her fans realise that she's living a sad, pathetic life. A fake life. Fake body, fake content, fake friends.
The last two words hit me really hard.
Fake friends.
