[Media: How I pictured Rachel]
"Who was that girl?!" I yell as my boyfriend tries to explain himself.
"It's just a girl in one of my classes! God!" He replies, and I shake my head.
"It can't be just a girl! She sent you nudes!" I spit at him, and he comes closer to me.
"That doesn't mean anything." He says quietly. I sigh.
"Yes it does.." I start walking to the door, and he yells after me.
"You are insane!" He yells, and I kick over his miniature Christmas tree. "I know!" I yell, and I leave.
I get in my red Fiat, and start driving. I turn on the radio, and Jessie's Girl comes on.
"And he's watching her with those eyes...." I sing quietly as I keep driving. I am such a geek.
I pull up in the driveway of Laura's house. I get out of the car, and walk up to her front door. I ring her doorbell, and she answers it.
"Oh, God. What did you do this time?" She asks, and I shrug.
"Well, I overreacted, and kicked over a Christmas tree." Laura laughs. She lets me inside, and I crash onto her couch.
"So, why did you overreact?" She asks after getting me a water bottle.
"A girl sent him nudes." I answer, and Laura shakes her head. "Ugh."
My Samsung Galaxy s5 starts to ring, and I pull it out of my pocket. Alison.
I hit answer, and put the phone up to my ear.
"Ugh. You will never believe what hoe I ran into today." She says as soon as I answer.
"Who?" I ask.
"Cynthia."
I cringe at the name. "Where did you see her?" I ask.
"I was at Starbucks. She tapped my shoulder, and she said, 'Alison! I'm still really sad you tried to kill yourself, ya know?' I didn't think she was being serious... But then she was like, 'Oh, well. Better luck next time!' Then she just walked away. Ugh!" Alison says into the phone, and I groan.
"I will destroy her next time I see her." I say, and Alison laughs.
"Alright, well. I'll talk to ya later." She says before hanging up.
I always blame myself for why Alison tried to killed herself.
Alison told me about her mom and stuff over text. She said it's easier that way. Anyway, a few days before she tried, I left my cellphone in the choir room. Yes, I was in show choir.
Cynthia found my phone. She read through every. Single. One. Of my messages on that stupid phone. So, she read what Alison sent me.
Then she told the whole school.
At first, I wanted to know how everyone found out. Then, while Alison was still in the hospital, Cynthia came up to me while I was shoving things into my locker.
"I'm the one that told everyone about Alison's mom." She says, and I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, that's kind of obvious." I reply, and she laughs. Well, it was more like a cackle.
"I found out through your phone." She says, and I dropped my text book. "What?" I ask, and she smirks.
"You left your phone in the choir room. I found it, and looked through everything, including your messages. That's how I found out." Then she just walks away. I kicked my locker after that, and I got weird stares from people passing by.
Alison doesn't know that Cynthia stole my phone, and read that message. I don't know if I even want to tell her.
Alison almost killing herself is partially my fault. And I can't forgive myself for that.
I stay at Laura's house for about two more hours, and then I go back to my college dorm.
I check my phone, and see about five messages from my boyfriend, the guy I got in a fight with earlier.
My everything: I'm sorry, I love you.
My everything: please answer
My everything: Rachel! Answer me!
My everything: I said I was sorry!
My everything: forget it. We're done.
I sigh, and shut my phone off after I delete his number. I lay down, and wait for my dorm roommate, Marina.
A/N: idk, this chapter was kinda boring. Oh well. Comment suggestions, feedback, and don't forget to vote!
-Maddie♡
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Lonely Hearts Club
Teen FictionWelcome to Lonely Hearts Club, a group containing four college students that have completely given up on finding a guy. Meet Rachel, the musician with an anger issue. Meet Laura, the open minded with trust problems. Meet Alison, the rebellious with...