I hate you, I love you - Simbar (Completed)

Part 18.1

A/N: I am back with a new chapter. Sorry for taking sooo long... I am finally on vacations so I promise I will try and post more often!
First of all I want to thank everyone for giving your support.
It's good to hear what you think about the chapter. Even if only a small part of you do it! ;)
Enjoy Simbaristas! <3 (correct me if there is another name for us).

Ámbar's POV
"So you know how before you met me I was the Queen of the rink. Everyone loved me on Roller. People envied me. Everyone wanted to be Ámbar Smith. Plus I had Matteo, the boy all girls wanted but who was in fact my boyfriend. So basically I had the perfect life. And then one day Luna arrived.
Somehow I already knew, even before everything happened, that she would change things. That my life wouldn't be the same with her on it.
Don't start judging me yet. I know it's not right of me to think of her as the villain who took all I had. But if you take a moment to see things from my side, you will understand at least a bit of how I feel.
What made me dislike her instantly was the effect she had on Matteo. He pretended it was nothing and to most people it wouldn't be, but I could see how fascinated with her he was. And it frightened me. Because I knew Matteo never loved me. Nor did I. Romantically at least. But it was the image I had with him, the reputation, the confidence of having the boy the others wanted by my side.

That's the reason why I started my plans to get Luna away from Matteo, from me, from my life. But they backfired and little by little her reputation was improving, everyone was loving her and forgetting about me.
Suddenly, I had lost my boyfriend, my spot on the rink and my special place on the team. It was hard for me. Specially having my godmother criticizing me and telling me I had to be perfect, that I couldn't let someone simply take things from me.
So even though I had made peace with her after our win on the competition, that summer I decided I would get my place back.
I just wanted Luna to feel a bit of what I had felt the year before.
The new year started and with it Tamara leaving. I had been on that rink every single day since I was six years old. I had entered and won so many competitions and given Roller so many prizes. But Tamara chose Luna, who she only had known for a year to take care of the team. It hurt. It was the realization that I truly was the Queen of the rink anymore. So if I wasn't that, if I wasn't good enough to lead this team, then I wouldn't be anything on it. That's why at first I decided to stay away from the team.
The team wasn't really doing well and Luna and Matteo were having problems themselves. I can't say I was satisfied, but she was having a bit of I felt she needed to feel.

Then the cameras came. They were there every second of every day. Jazmin was thrilled but me not so much. I hated them. Hated not being able to say what I wanted without having the world seeing it and criticizing it.
It felt like I was on a reality show and yes I wanted to be seen and have my popularity but not like that... I needed to have what others saw under control.
So I thought why not kill two birds with a stone? I could get rid of the cameras and of Luna at the same time.
That's how the whole camera thing went on. Jazmin and Delfi found a pair of skates that looked like Luna's and used the scarf to find where we were hidden and safe to act. Then I broke the camera.
Later on the Roller Jam, things between me, Delfi and Jazmin weren't okay, we couldn't agree on the things we had to do because she wanted the cameras. Jazmin enjoyed having everyone watching us. And they were feeling guilty about what we did and nervous about getting caught.

So the night itself didn't begin well. I thought it would be a good night. It would be my night. I would shine. I would have my moment. It didn't happen. Jazmin was dressed exactly me. I was so so angry and the night had only began... From that moment things went from bad to worse, and then there they were, Luna and Matteo singing together all happy and bubbly. Being loved by the cameras and supported. It was all about Lutteo. That was the last straw...