My Mechanical Heart (girlxgirl)

21 - You're Fcking Kidding Me Right?

Another week has passed since my awkward encounter with Ella happened. As usual, we barely spoke with each when, just when needed. I can feel that we're completely distancing ourselves.

Though everything's awkward between us, my feelings for Ella were still the same. I don't know, I think it's getting deeper the more we ignore each other. I feel more butterflies in my stomach when we engage in a little conversation but I feel hurt at the same time. It's so complicated.

I've been hanging out with Victoria this past few days. I always stay at her dorm or we take a stroll in the mall and stuff.

"Okay, talk to you later." I said to Tori then I hang up.

I went back to folding my clothes that I got from the laundry shop this morning. Since Ella and I still take our laundry together at the shop, I took the liberty of folding them for her. What? I still care for her you know.

Ella then walked out of the bathroom fresh from the shower. I know she noticed I'm folding her clothes as well because she said

"Nikki, you don't have to do that you know."

I sighed, my back's facing her so she didn't see my facial expression.

"Nah it's alright. I used to do this for you before remember?" We both gasped at what I said. Stupid stupid stupid! I mentally scold myself for blurting that out.

Yeah, I'm the one who folds our clothes even before we had this big of a gap in our "relationship". I like doing things for her.

Silence filled the room. Although we're both used to it by now. I hate this. I want to talk to her again like before. Ugh. I reall-

I was cut off from my thoughts when I picked up an unfamiliar shirt to fold.

This isn't mine. This is too big for me. Is it Ella's? I asked myself. I will never know if I don't ask her right?

"Ella?" I turn to face her. She hummed a what at me.

"Is this yours? Because this is definitely not mine." I said as I raise the shirt with my right hand.

She gasped when she saw the shirt. She jumped out of her bed then quickly snatched the shirt from my grasp.

"Y-yeah that's m-mine." She stuttered then went back to her bed folding the shirt.

I raised my brow. "Since when do you wear overly sized shirts?" I asked irritated. Something's definitely wrong.

"Since the day I decided to." She snarled at me.

What the fck was that about?

"What the hell's your problem?" I asked her already irritated by the way she replied to me.

"Huh? Well you're my problem!" She yelled.

"The fck? What do you mean I'm your problem?!" I yelled back.

"Cause you're sticking your nose to my damn business!"

"Are you kidding me?!" I yelled again standing up then crossing my arms at my chest.

"I just asked you a simple question. You could've answered it simply. But no, you smart-assed-replied me, like you're guilty of something, I don't know!" I furrowed my brows at her shaking my head in disbelief.

"I am not guilty of anything Nikki! You know what, fine, I'll tell you who the fck this shirt's owner is since you really want to know!" She yelled then stood up from her bed.

I raised my brow at her. I felt uneasiness in my stomach. Like, I won't be liking whatever she's going to say. She glared at me with her piercing pale blue eyes.

"This," she raised the shirt. "belongs to my boyfriend." She said carelessly. "Happy now?!"

I was taken aback by what she said. I felt a sudden pang in my chest, like someone just struck a knife in my heart. My breathing became unstable and I feel like gasping for air. My legs suddenly became weak that I almost dropped to the floor.

"I-I...n-no...y-you're fcking kidding me right?" I managed to say.

She sighed and then pinched the bridge of her nose.

"No, I'm not kidding Nikki. This is Jake's shirt, my boyfriend. He lent this to me when I stayed over at his house." She said flatly.

"S-since w-when?" I asked shaking. I wanted to cry right there and then. But somehow I was able to control my fcking tears.

"Since...since we got back from christmas break." She said frowning.

"The fck? Y-you..." I choked a little. "You said we'll talk when we come back here?!" I yelled. She sighed loudly then walked towards me.

She is about to put her hand on my arms but I smacked it away.

"Don't! Don't you dare fcking touch me!" I yelled at her. Her eyes widened in shock at what I said.

"What do you want me to do? Why are you acting this way?" She's starting to get frustrated. Like I'm not? Pfft.

"Nothing!" I screamed at her face. She was taken aback by my outburst. My face is totally red from anger. I can't take this anymore. She's killing me!

I stormed off our room. I slammed the door not caring if I broke it. I can hear her calling my name but I didn't stop from walking away. I burst into tears. I don't care anymore. She hurt me like hell. I hate her.