New Year's Eve

New Years Eve.. 

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Genevie's POV: 

LOCATION: IN MY ROOM 

Let me introduce myself. I am Genevie Roux with the age of 19. I am studying to be a doctor at France University. I am in a 3-month- relationship with my boyfriend, Francis Grantienne. He's taking business management and architecture. He the heir of the Pierre Company for short he's very rich. 

You thought that he's sweet, loving but he's not. He's far away from that. Actually, we held hands and that's all once in a month he hugs me. It's keeps breaking my heart. 

So right now, I'm laying on my bed, listening to music to entertain myself. My phone suddenly rings. I picked it up and greeted, "Hello?" 

It was Francis, "Hey..." he greeted back with no emotions showing and he asked, "So, what are you doing?" he asked me. I answered, "Listening to music and texting Adelaide and Angele. You?" 

"Aa. Texting Arlette...." He said. Arlette, his EX-girlfriend. He still communicates with her. 

"Oh..." was the only thing I said. The truth is, I'm getting tired of this relationship. 

I continued, "Maybe, I'm bothering you.. " 

"No. Not really..." he answered, I inhaled through my nose. He continued, "I heard you and your girls had a fight with Arlette..." 

"Y-yes, Adelaie just told her to stay away from me 'cause she purposely spilled the milk on my shirt." I answered with all honesty and he answered in a tone of defending her, "No, she didn't..." and continued, "Adelaide told her that she's a slut...." 

"Well, yes. We saw her flirting with my twin, Gerard while she's dating Herbert." I stated and he growled, he snapped at me and said, "SHE'S NOT A SLUT." I was stunned by fear so I practically apologized. 

I change the subject and asked, "Our monthsary is 30 right?" He grunted an "Aa.. so?" 

"It just caught my attention for nothing." I replied. That's the day I'm going to break up with you, on New Years Eve... 

"I heard from Adelaide that you gave Arlette a pink teddy bear?" I asked and he answered, "Yeah just last 3 weeks. She like stuffed toys..." That did hurt me, piercing straight through my broken heart. I love stuffed stoys too if he can only see my room...

"Oh. How long did you both last?" I asked What am I asking? This will just hurt me even more. 

"11 months." He stated and I mumbled, "That's long. Why did you two break up?" I asked that because I'm really curious. "We had a fight and then she left me." He said and his voice has a tone of sadness. 

"I'm going to call you later. Arlette's calling..." He said and I was the first one who pushed the red button without saying anything. 

I'm always jealous of Arlette. She's rich got the looks but a slut. But, hey, she caught Francis's attention and he deeply loved her. I don't know whether to put in past tense or present tense. I don't feel that Francis even loves me. I cried against my pillow and the song "Too Much To Ask" by Avril Lavigne played. 

I cried until I fell asleep. We have semester break after all. 

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MORNING 

Gerard and I went downstairs to take breakfast. "Arlette flirted with you, didn't she?" I asked him and he nodded, "I'm going to stay away from her. Does your boyfriend know about that?" I nodded and took a sip from my hot chocolate. I gulped and replied, "Yeah, but he always defend her. Funny thing is, they are friends and closer to each other than I and Francis."