Happily Never After

CHAPTER EIGHT

NICOLE:

"Ugh, that infamous douche bag!" I growled while kicking my basketball to who-knows-where it can reach.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and I'm playing basketball when that asshole keeps bugging my mind. Can you imagine that he has the guts to show his face after what he did to me?! He should be ashamed!

"Ugh, fuck him! Fuck that guy!" I yelled as I kicked the grass hysterically. Just the thought of him makes my day awful. Ugh, God, kill him!

"Steph, are you okay, sis?" David asked, looking curious and worried.

"Yes." I monosyllabically said.

"Sure?"

"Yes."

"She's in love." Adrian joked.

"I'm not in the mood, kuya." I stated looking very furious. "I really hate that guy!" I whispered under my breath.

"If you hate him that much, then why are you wasting your time peeving about that guy?" Adrian pointed. Well, he does have a point. Why do I even care? He's nothing but an asshole. He's conceited, arrogant, and stubborn. He doesn't deserve to be loved! He -

"Stephanie!" Adrian snapped, bringing me out of my reverie. "Are you even listening?" he glared.

"Oh, sorry. What was that?" I gave him a small smile. He rolled his eyes at me,

"I said, you're in love with him."

"What?! No, I am not!" I shrieked. "Him? Na-uh! Never!" I cringed.

"C'mon sis, you don't have to deny it from me." I shook my head in disbelief. I can't believe that he actually believes that I'm in love with him. Oh, the deception!

"I'm not denying it, kuya. I'm just simply stating the truth." I glared.

"Then if you're not denying it, then probably you still haven't realized about your true feelings about him." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Because, if you don't like him or never even cared about him, then you just have to move on about what happened. Don't let it bother you and piss you off.

"C'mon sis, you're a straight A student, think about it and open your eyes to what's happening." After that he left.

Okay, what the hell was that all about?

I hurriedly went to my room and took a soothing shower. The water from the shower was pouring down rapidly while I was busy thinking about what kuya had said.

I let out a sigh. I do not love or even like that arrogant crook! I can't learn to love him. He's too,... full of hot air, and he's such a vainglorious pompous windbag! And hell, I don't want to be in a relationship with him!

I was busy swearing and thinking bad things about him, when I realized that it was already 8 pm. I quickly got out of the shower and changed into my nighties and went under the sheets then I suddenly - without me noticing that I already fell asleep.