The Ruels of My Heart

chapter eight - ruel's perspective

I decide to take a chance. To take a huge risk. I'm not going to reply to the message Rachel sent me. I'm just going to pretend it never happened. I can only hope Rachel forgets about it. Who does she think she is? Why would she want me back? Most likely because I'm famous and rich. That was why she dated me before. Maybe I could just send her a cheque and tell her to leave me alone... But something tells me that wouldn't work. For now, I'm just going to hope she thinks that I got a new phone or something.

"Coco!" I call out.
"Yes, Ruel?" My sister Coco replies from the kitchen. I run down the stairs toward her.
"The WiFi is down, I can't watch my movie... I was thinking, do you want to grab a late lunch somewhere? And maybe do some shopping? I barely ever get to spend time with you anymore," I say.
"Ruel, we both know we can't do that, as much as I want to. Especially without security," she replies.
"We can disguise ourselves. Plus what's the worst that will happen, someone will come up to us and ask for a selfie?"
"Probably getting kidnapped and murdered," Coco says.
"That's a positive thought," I reply, and we both laugh.
"Alright, give me ten minutes and we can go," Coco says.

"Do you think James will like this dress?" Coco asks me, coming out of a changing cubicle. We're in Gucci. Coco is wearing a tight black dress that is extremely revealing.
I find it weird seeing my sister like this, but it does look good on her so I say, "Yeah. But if he's a good boyfriend he won't care what you're wearing."
"Whatever," Coco says, rolling her eyes playfully, "What do you know about love?"
"Heaps of stuff," I reply, but it's a lie. I haven't dated anyone for four years! I don't even know why. I just haven't found anyone who I'm particularly attracted to. Well I have, it's just she doesn't really like me back... I haven't thought about her since last night until now. Thinking of her just makes me sad. Being famous means you can have most things. But apparently Leo isn't one of them.

Coco decides it's a no for the black dress, and eventually gets a dark green one that matches her eyes.
"Finally!" I exclaim. It hasn't really been that long, it just feels like it has. "I'm getting hungry," I tell her.
"Me too, how about we grab a late lunch?" Coco replies. We leave the store, and keep  walking down the street.
"Sure, what about the coffee shop up here?" I say, pointing to one several metres in front of us.
"Okay," Coco says.
When we arrive outside, I peer through the large window. My breath catches in my throat with what I see. I take off my sunglasses to make sure I'm seeing things clearly. Surely not... Must be someone else... I say to my self. But no matter how loud my heart yells, my brain knows the truth. I'm seeing clearly. I'm looking at two people. They're kissing. One makes eye contact with me, and I can see a small flash of guilt in her eyes, but it is soon gone as she leans in for another kiss, almost as if to say that she doesn't care that I can see what's happening. And who it's happening to. Zac and Leo.