[Chapter 3]
(Flashback)
I was talking to Landon on the phone, he was at the park. I asked him if he wanted to watch a movie, he said that he was available in about an hour. He hung up, or he thought he did, in my guess. I heard a slide, like he slid his phone in his pocket. “Alright, you won her heart. Here’s your fifty bucks.” I heard one of his friends say.
My heart sank. What. The. Hell. I couldn't believe it. I hung up the phone and I opened a text to him. “You played me. You lied to me. All because of a stupid bet for fifty dollars?! You’re an asshole. ROT IN HELL. I really thought you had true feelings for me. Guess I was wrong.” I ran as tears sprung from my eyes. I wanted to get away from all this madness, but I couldn't. You can’t free yourself from your mind. You’re a prisoner in your own body. Your own soul. Your own life. I want to jump off a cliff, end my life right there. But I know I can’t. Something’s still making me hold on. That one thing was Landon. No matter how much he hurt me, I still love him. And I believe that won't ever change.
(End of Flashback)
After I read that letter, I asked the boys what really happened that day. I walked up to them and asked Macon, Tarquin, and Jax all together, they said that they made a bet with him, but he never accepted it. Macon told me the whole story in his perspective.
“We were in the park, we just wanted to hang. Then you called him. We all realized that you fell for him, he fell for you too. We actually made a bet with him a year before.
‘I’ll bet you fifty bucks she’ll fall for you. She already has your heart. Obviously.’ I intended it. I was one hundred percent sure.
‘I won't take your money. I’ll just win her heart for my sake.’ He was all chill, like he knew you would fall for him. He said it was his charm, or something.
“It turned out to be true. You fell for him and vice versa. He didn’t take my money afterwards. He loved you for his own sake, you fell for him. He was right, but he didn't want to take my money.”
I hated him for nothing. This really was all my fault. I am such a dill hole. I thanked the boys for the information they gave me, walking away in sadness as their story kept echoing in my head.
‘I’ll win her heart for my sake, I don't want your money.’ I walked home in depression.
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