The Devil's Trap

Chapter 2: The Cold Truth

Hey, you guys are actually reading more of the story. Thanks, it makes me happy to know that some people are interested to know what happened. Remember, most of the chapters will be short since this is based on a true event that is broken up into pieces. 

Back to what was happening with him, he told me that he wanted to confess to the girl he liked and needed my help in a way. It was close to Christmas and our group of friends were sharing food with one another at lunch to celebrate the holiday early. He wanted me to get the girl he liked alone. I told him that it was impossible for me to help since he would not tell me who he liked. I told him to man up and just confess but to be polite about it. I was almost completely sure that he would confess to Kassandra, but theories are not always correct.

He asked me if I can tell Amaya that he wanted to speak with her alone.

I, of course, was shocked and had to tell Kassandra that it wasn't her. She was a blank slate and wouldn't speak, but she quickly got over it. She told me that she was glad she didn't fully develop feelings for him.

Him and Amaya dated shortly after lunch.

There was a break that happened during the month and it was nice getting to stop hearing about other people's issues. It wasn't that I hated helping others, but sometimes my own personal problems can get the best of me.

I don't remember much about that break from school. I started to get close to this boy who attended the same school as me. Aristotle was in the same grade as him, which was one year above me. I remember Aristotle because we used to go on dates when I was a Freshman and when he was a Sophomore. He invited me to go ice skating with him and, in the end, we talked for two hours about how he was a jerk to me in the past and on how he claimed he was going to change.

The whole reason we spoke privately that day about what happened between us in the past was because, he peer pressured me into talking about my assault. I told him what Taejon did to me the last day of school when I was a Freshman and how I was blamed for the entire situation by my family even though I was the one was forcefully pulled into that room against my will. It was hard for me to talk about it, but he continued to push me into telling him everything.

I never wanted to tell Aristotle about my assault. However, as we continued to speak to one another throughout the two hours, I felt as though Aristotle was different and changed his ways. I kept telling myself not to fall for him again, but I didn't listen to myself.

I wish I listened to myself.

Now, we never became boyfriend and girlfriend but that didn't stop him and I from going on dates and letting it be known to others that we liked each other. Then again, I guess it was just hard to be alone together since our friend Leigha also liked Aristotle and back-stabbed me when Aristotle rejected her and said that he only liked me.

Leigha was his sister who was in my grade. We were friends before I knew him. After what he did, she said that he was a jerk. Then again, I don't trust those siblings.

Leigha was not the only one who made our situation hard, but it was also the fact that everyone was against me hanging around Aristotle.

I should have listened to everyone.

Thank you all again for reading another chapter. I hope you all continue to read till the end. (^w^)