The Girl Who Broke Me {CULLEN #2}✓

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I knew you, I never wanted to know anyone else.
_______Lio Christopher

VIONA'S POV

I stared at the ceiling blankly and then closed my eyes and all I could see was that one boy who had envaded my dreams and I spent my nights dreaming him and our future together. He was so damn reason for my exam failure. I was so smitten by his aura. I was so crazy that I even pictured faces of our grandkids. I wanted us to grow old together and I knew we would definitely.

I turned my head when I saw something bright from my peripheral vision.
I grinned as I saw my cellphones display light. There was a message probably from him again. I rolled on my bed and grabbed the cellphone. I was excited and saw it was his message. I knew it had to be him.

'Will you be my partner for the school ball night?' It read. A blush crept on my cheeks when I recalled what he had said earlier. He wanted me to ponder over his proposal and tell him my answer by night.

'Please don't say no. This is thirtieth time I'm asking you. And if you deny I won't go too.' My cellphone beeped. I shook my head and fumbled while typing the message. He was really an impatient person.

'Okay! I'll go with you.' I touched the send option and the message was delivered. My heart rushed and didn't slow down at all. I was super excited. It was going to be him. Always him. Forever him.

I smiled and shook my head at my stupid thoughts. I was really silly. But he was doing it all to me. He gave me all signs that even a blind would understand his feelings.

I sighed.

He would be my first dance, my first date, my first boyfriend, my first kiss and first one to vitiate me for any other guy. He would be the one I'd tell my girl friends about. He'd be my everything.

I looked at my phone as another message popped up.

'Thanks for being my date. I won't disappoint you Vio.' It read with a kissing emoticon. I couldn't wait for the day to come. I had already started counting the days. I knew I was sure that I wanted him in my life. And as much as I liked him he liked me too. Although, I surely knew this likeness had gone far beyond the term 'likeness'.

I didn't like him.

I loved him.

I loved him so damn much.

I had fallen for him long ago. I kept it all to myself but not anymore. I couldn't and I wouldn't. I would tell him about my feelings very soon.

I got up from my bed and checked my closet thoughly. Although, there were ten days left for the ball and here I was too excited. I checked all my dresses and then at last I chose a dark megenta floor length dress. I placed the dress back and ran back to my bed.

As soon as my back hit the soft mattress I closed my eyes. I smiled as I imagined him in an elegant suit and by his side there was girl who looked like me. It was I with some make-up and big high bun done with few messy tendrils falling down my face. My arm was hooked in his and we walked together to the ballroom. My smile grew wide as I imagined him dancing with me. We looked at each other with so much love. It was just us. The two of us and nobody could ever dare to come in between us. He looked in my eyes and I stared back in his eyes. He had a smug smirk on his lips before his face started erasing the distance between us and then his lips crashed on mine. It felt so real to be a dream.

"Eric" I moaned. He smiled and pressed his entire body on mine and I tensed up.

"Viona !" I jerked up when I realised that it was not Eric's voice. It was too faminine to be his voice. I opened my eyes and my smile was replaced in pure horror.