Give up Bad boy, give up...

11. Truth

I made my way upstairs. The others were in the boys room. I decided to take a shover then join them. 

I can't believe what just happened. Zac Phillips, the player, the bad boy who doesn't like anybody just told me that he likes me. Am I dreaming? Or is this another trick to win the bet? I'm so so confused. It's so freaking bad that I can't trust people. It looks like it won't ever change.

As I stepped inside our room Blondie (whose name I still don't know, but I quite like the Blondie name. I don't think I will ever call her otherwise) greeted me with an evil face. I tried to stepp beside her but she didn't let me go. With an annoyed face I looked at her.

"What do you want?" I asked pretty calmly.

"You just still don't take the hint, do you?" she asked like an arrogant bitch, which she was, by the way...

"Should I know what you are talking about?"

"Zac, obviously, silly. I think I made it clear to leave him alone"

"Oh right. Well, I think I made it clear that I don't care what you say. You can't controll me. If you want him so bad, then go ahead. But let me tell you, I don't think that he'll be interested in a dumbass like you" I said looking in her eyes. I can tell she was furious at that moment.

"That's where you're wrong, sweetie. Sooner will he come to me than to you"

"Oooh, I doubt that. But if he does, you'll have my bless"

"Stop pretending that you're so cofident while your're just a shy, used nobody"

What? What is she talking about? Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. When I turned around Matt, Alice, Tyler, Nate and Zac were standing on the doorway watching us. I turned back to ask Blondie what the thell did she mean by that when she showed me something on her phone. I stopped breathing. Tears tried heavily to escape from my eyes and I could feel that I won't be able to hold them back for long. H-how...how does she know..?

"H-how do you..how do you kow about him?" I asked but it sounded like a whisper.

"I have my resource."

"I..I.." I don't even know what I wanted to say. How the hell did she find out about Sam? Why does she torture me about him. Oh right, because of Zac. But that was more than enough..

"Awww..it looks like you're not so strong now. Don't you see it? No one wants you. Everybody just wants to use you like Sam did. You act like a confident, strong person while you're just a chicken inside. How pathetic.."

"You bitch" I heard Alice's voice from behind my back.

That was it. That was the moment when everythink broke down. My tears started to run down on my cheeks. It was too much. Blondie, Sam, my past, the whole situation...I just wanted one thing. Run away. That's exactly what I did. Without even looking at anybody I managed to escape from the room and run away. I didn't even know where, just out of there...I still heard Matt and Alice shouting at Blondie, but I didn't care. It was useless anyway.

Crying like never before in my life, I found a place where no one could disturb me. There was a loft upstairs. So I climbed up in the stairs and shut the door behind me. There was dark in the room but   I found an old mattress so I just layed down and continued crying my heart out.

She was right. Blondie was right. I'm not strong, I never was. I just pretended that nobody will hurt me again. But maybe I was wrong. Maybe noone wants me. I mean look at me, I'm not beautifull, I don't have pretty eyes or good body. I'm not even that smart. I'm totally avarage. No one would need me.