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It's been a week since the big blow-out between Mark and Connor and neither one of them will speak to me. Pair that with Callie's silence toward me, and you could say I'm feeling just peachy.
Sarcasm intended.
Lucy couldn't believe the news of Connor and Mark's fight, but I'm sure Callie saw it coming. It was only a matter of time before Mark exploded and told Connor everything. Some people told me what they both said while yelling at each other, and I felt so bad when I heard that Connor wanted to get back together with me, thinking that it's what I wanted too. I mean, I did enjoy the kiss and I did think for a second that I missed being with Connor, but I know deep down in my heart he isn't who I truly want.
The one person I truly want, won't even acknowledge my existence, let alone give me the time of day.
I found myself feeling nervous on this Monday morning. For starters, Lucy moved back into her place over the last week and she told me how many times Callie has gone over to hang out with her. I can't help but think that Callie is trying to plan something against me. She still won't speak to me, and after everything that happened with Mark and Connor, I don't even think it would be wise for me to even try to sit at our original lunch table. I already know Mark won't sit there, but I'm sure Lucy and Callie will, maybe Connor will too.
I slowly started to feel my once perfect life, slipping away rapidly. Though, how could I be upset or hurt? I did this to myself and now I have to reap what I've sown.
I slowly sat up in bed and picked up my phone from the bedside table. I noticed many unread text messages and missed calls from Lucy, which caused my stomach to instantly drop.
Does she know?
I hesitantly called her back, and after the first ring, she picked up.
"Oh my God, Naveah! Have you seen Facebook?" Lucy yelled into my ear.
"No... why?" I warily answered.
"Um... you should. A lot of people are spreading rumors about you." She quietly said.
"What?" My eyes instantly widened, and I told Lucy that I would see her at school before I quickly hung up the phone and opened my Facebook app.
There's a post from one of the kids at our school with a picture of Mark and Connors fight. They both looked horrible. There was blood everywhere. The caption says, "The boys are back today! Who's ready for round two? Let's make bets; I say Mark will finish Connor off. Anyone else?"
I rolled my eyes at the immature post, but when I clicked on the comments, that's when I saw what Lucy was talking about.
A random girl I've never even heard of before, commented on the photo and received numerous reactions and replies. The comment said, "It's all Naveah's fault. That greedy bitch played them both! Savage.", and then she added some laughing emoji's. I felt sick to my stomach.
Everyone from school replied to her thread, cursing my name and adding even more rumor's than what the actual truth was. One girl commented saying that I had a threesome with Mark and Connor, which is ridiculous. Another comment said I dated them both at the same time and then made them both think I hated the other. Rumor after rumor, lie after lie... all about me. The girls called me a slut, and a lot of the boys actually had the nerve to private message me, asking if I would be willing to give them a "taste". I felt disgusted with all of them, but more importantly, with myself.
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Teen FictionThis isn't your everyday love story. It's much, much more complicated than that. I mangled my fingers into his soft black hair, not in any way satisfied with what has become of my life. He is Mark. He is my boyfriend Connors, best friend. He is dang...