Shane Mason be Damned - A 'My Wattpad Love' Fanfiction-

Chapter 14

A/N: Reader discretion is advised. This chapter contains more swearing than usual.

Chapter Fourteen

Status: How far up one’s ass can a foot go? Because I swear if this b*tch doesn’t shut the hell up… she’ll soon find out. (a few seconds ago)

Breathe. Just Breathe, Aisha,  I told myself as I dropped my cellphone into my lap and dug my fingers into the sides of the car seat. My eyes were closed and I could feel the veins sticking out on my neck. My brows were furrowed in annoyance and I was biting my lip, biting back the Colombian war cry that was itching to erupt from my throat before I lunged for Bethany Mason.

“I have to say that your ankle does look pretty bad Alicia. From what the doctor showed me it could be weeks- maybe even months- until that cast comes off.”

Just ignore her Aisha. Don’t give in, one part of my brain was chiming. The other part was sharpening a knife and growling, “Tell me something I don’t know b*tch!”

“And after pushing yourself so hard to stay on the football team too. But, you should be mature enough to understand if they give your place to someone else.”

What the hell was she saying? I was the freaking captain of the girls football team and here she was talking about me having to ‘push’ myself to ‘stay on the team’!

I dug my fingers even deeper into the car seat then cringed. My  chest was starting to hurt from all the air that I was suppressing. I let it all out in one big huff which startled Bethany. She glanced at me and I glared at her. If that wasn’t enough to let her know how I felt, I was ready to do a demonstration. But as my hands released the sides of the car seat I’d been grasping, I heard a buzz.  

I looked down at my phone screen which was a bright orange as the notification ‘New private message’ appeared. Quickly, I unlocked my phone and got to the message which was from MontyMason.

Him: Slow down with the angry statuses and try to calm down before you blow up something.

Now, there was an idea. Nevertheless, as Bethany went on about how it sucked that my ankle was hurt and rubbed in the fact that I couldn’t star in football or on the swim team,  I did try.

Okay, inhale, Aisha. Take a nice, slow, calming- F*ck! This was not helping. If I wanted to divert disaster, I needed a distraction.

My phone flashed again and I practically lunged for it.

Him: Just take nice slow calming breaths and don’t think about your blood-lust.

However, before I could answer the message, Bethany was calling my attention again.

“Listen Alicia dear, life isn’t always fair. I mean, look at your father. He wasted almost 14 years married to a woman who just couldn’t appreciate him for who he was before he met me.”

I swallowed the bile that had risen to my throat and clenched my fists. Refocusing my attention back to my phone, I typed-

Me: TOO LATE! ALL I SEE WHEN I LOOK AT THAT F*CKING BITCH IS RED!!!

Him: Then move away.

Me:WE’RE IN A F*CKING CAR!!!

Him: Then think about good things, happy things- puppies, ice-cream. Yeah, think about food! You love Food! Uh rainbows, sunshine, CHOCOLATE CAKE!

Him: Is it working? Think about the beach! Uh... Justin Bieber’s retirement!

Him: :) :) :) :) =D =D =D =D  XD XD XD XD  = P =P =P =P

Did this idiot seriously just message me a bunch of happy faces?

Meanwhile, Bethany was still blabbing on. “But sometimes things do ultimately work out. I mean, football was never a sport I would send my daughter- if I had one-  to play. Does your mother support that violence?” I was doing my best to drown her out, but at the mention of my mom I had perked up.

“What did you just say?” I asked, my voice a low, threatening snarl.

“I didn’t intend to offend you, Alicia,” she said. I looked at her incredulously.  I could feel my face getting hotter. She was pushing me over the edge.

Him: Just don’t lose control, you’ll cause a car accident!

“Alicia! Alicia!”

I turned around to glare at Bethany.

“Good grief! You know its rude to completely ignore someone like that!” she reprimanded.

Little did she know that my ignoring her was the only thing keeping this car driving straight.

“And I know you kids think all this texting is the thing of the day but really, if you really had friends who cared about you they would visit you. Not send you a text message.”

Somewhere in my head, I heard something snap and my fingers were burning as I furiously typed-

Me: I DON’T F*CKING CARE!!! SHE NEEDS TO OPEN HER SMALL MIND AND CLOSE HER F*CKING BIG MOUTH!

Him: If there’s an accident you’ll get hurt or it could be even worse

Me: I DON’T CARE IF I DIE! AS LONG AS I TAKE THE B*TCH WITH ME!!!

Him: Calm down okay!

Calm down. Calm down?! She had just insinuated that I was friendless. I was taking off my earrings and getting ready to claw through botox when Monty sent another message.

Him: I love you!

The surge of rage I’d been feeling had suddenly died down and was replaced by a void feeling which clenched  my stomach. My eyes were bulging as I reread the message. But in my aching head, it didn’t make any sense. Dubious, I replied.

Me: What?

My heart hammered as I saw the orange flash signalling he had replied. What if it was like Alexa had said? What if for the past three months I’d been pouring out my frustrations and sharing my deepest secrets with some creepy old bastard who preyed on young, feisty girls.

This was karma. First it was my ankle, then the hell ride with Bethany, and now I was going to be another testimony to why you never trust the people you meet online. I could hardly swallow as I slowly opened the message.

Him: Thank God! I thought you were going to blind me with those caps and those exclamation marks! I’m already used to the swearing. =P

I let out a breath of relief. He had wanted to shock me and he’d succeeded. After all, there is no bigger bomb you could drop on a teenage girl than the ‘L’ word. That was some deep sh*t.

Me: What the hell dude!

Him: Wait. Did you actually think I was serious? I thought all feminists were lesbians? O.O

Me: You’re an IDIOT! -_-

Him: Relax. I was just teasing! Jeez. The person who annoyed you really sucked all the fun out of you :(

The mention of Bethany made me realize that she’d finally shut up. Probably after she realized that I didn’t give a f*ck. The car had also stopped moving. I looked outside at the familiar building that was my house and flung open the car door. Bethany didn’t even get out to help me like she was eager to help me in earlier. Not that I cared. It was just an observation. And it pleased me.

I eased myself out using my crutches for support. I wasn’t going to, but hell, I gave her a cheery “bye bye” and even threw in the Queen Elizabeth wave. Then I sorta strutted, sorta limped, and for sure wobbled my way up to my house.

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