Does Mr Right Exist

Chapter_Eleven: The best friend and reality fairytales

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"Who was that? " Aditja Asked

"Andrea "I said

"Your boyfriend " she teased

"He isn't my boyfriend Ad "

"Really? " she asked

"Yes, he doesn't have a taste for people like me, I'm not in his league "

"Do you like him? "

"Does it matter? " I asked back

"Yes it does "

"Well sorry I don't think so " I started crying

"Because you don't want to " she said

"No because he has a girlfriend, because he's lying to me, because I don't have pussy to throw around, because he just wants to use me, I don't belong here and you know it Aditja . It hurts so much, I want him to love me back but it's just a dream, I'm used to it anyways, I accept the fact that he doesn't love me, I'll just keep my distance so he doesn't use me, I thought I knew him but sadly, he's life is just a facade, he showed me what he wanted me to know and I can't swallow lies " I was now crying really hard so before Aditja could say anything I turned to go to my room but I bumped into Andrea

"Emily ".his voice was emotionless, he didn't look angry, he looked as though he was in pain

"Leave me alone, I hate you OK? " I screamed

"That's not true " he said calmly

"Well yeah? "

"Yeah"

"Excuse me " I said attempting to walk past him

"No " he said blocking me

I felt angry and numb so I just sat on the floor and started crying. I curled into a ball and buried my face in my hands then I cried my lungs out soon Aditja was sitting in front of me, she didn't say anything she just looked at me then Andre sat next to me he was holding me to his chest.

I was so angry at the world, for moving here, for my mom, for Andre and everything that was wrong in my life.

"Shhh stop crying you going to get a headache " he whispered "I'm taking her to bed " he directed at Ad who simply said OK then he picked me up and led me to my bedroom, he undressed me and gave me my PJ's then I rinsed my red puffy face. He opened the blankets and I cried in his arms until I fell asleep.

In the morning

I'd slept with Andrea the night before. When I woke up my face looked pink and puffy so I quickly took a shower and didn't bother waking him up. I went downstairs and found the house spotless and I could smell food and my stomach growled reminding me I was starving

"What's cooking" I asked approaching my best friend

"Sit down and don't ask, by the way do you still eat a lot? " she asked

"Yes, make it twice as much I'm hungry " I asked

"Sure, so did you guys talk? " she asked

"No not really " I looked away

"I think he really likes you Emmi "

"Maybe " I said shrugging as she offered me the food and sat down to join me

"Did you make some for Andrea ? "

"Yes, microwave " she said

"Cool "