The Real Rydellington

Chapter 1

A/N: Alrighty. PSA: I was 11 or 12 when I wrote this. It was a very long time ago. My writing was not at all good. This fic barely has a storyline. It's long and random and was really just a trip in self-indulgence for 12 year old me. If you decide to keep reading despite this warning in advance, then that's on you. I just don't recommend putting yourself through that torture. Also, there's a sequel to it if you make it that far. But the sequel goes nowhere and I never completed it. Nor do I plan on ever completing it. Also, with Rydellington having not been a thing in quite a while, R5 no longer existing, Rydel being engaged to a guy she's only been with for seven months, and the whole situation with Ellington's current gf plus him defending her shitty actions, this fic is hella irrelevant. And pretty much fuck Ellington Ratliff at this point. But I guess it's on you to keep reading. I decided to leave these fics up. So, here they are. My only lasting legacy.

Rydel's P.O.V.

They say that hate is a strong word. When I say I hate Ellington Lee Ratliff, I mean it all the way. I'm sure, even though he'd deny agreeing with anything I say, that he would say the same. I hate Ellington Ratliff, and he hates me. That's how it always has been, and always will be.

Me and Ellington used to not hate eachother. We actually used to be friends. But that was before his girlfriend, Kelly Voosen.

Kelly thought I posed as a threat, so she basically brain washed Ellington, filling his head with terrible things about me.

The problem back then, was that I had a crush on Ellington. So when he started dating Kelly, my heart broke. I was broken for a while and every body was worried.

But one day, I decided to forget about Ellington, and find another guy. But that didn't work out well. That was the day he wasn't allowed to be friends with me, orders of Kelly.

That day was terrible. I guess I should probably tell the story of why Ellington Ratliff hates me. And then I'll continue from today.

Flashback:

"Hey Ell!" I say as Ellington walked through the door.

"Rydel." Ellington replies coldly.

"What's wrong Ell?" I ask him. He was acting weird. He sounded angry.

"I don't like people like you, Rydel Mary Lynch. And I thought you were my friend." He said as he gave me an angry look.

"What are you talking about Ell?" I ask him.

"To you it's Ellington. You don't deserve to call me a nickname." He says, even angrier than before.

"Ellington, I don't know why you're so angry!" I yell, fed up with him.

"Because Rydel, Kelly told me about you. About all the things you've done." He says.

"First of all, who the heck is Kelly!? I've never met anyone in my life named Kelly! And second of all, what are 'all the things I've done' exactly if I don't even know who the heck Kelly is!" I say.

"Kelly is my girlfriend, Rydel. Kelly Voosen. Sound familiar? She says she met you and became your best friend until she told somebody all your worst secrets." He says.

Kelly. Kelly Voosen. Sounded kind of familiar. But then it hit me. My ex-best friend used to always talk about Kelly Voosen.

Kelly Voosen was my ex-best friends other best friend. When I told my ex-best friend my secrets, she told me she told someone all of my secrets. That's why she's my ex-best friend. She must of told Kelly, and Kelly made them sound worse than they actually were.