braeden • age 19
"ughhhh!" i groan as my alarm rings loudly, for the fourth time.
i should probably wake up if i don't want to miss my lecture.
it's my second year in my economics degree, and i'm doing great so far. i've made friends, and even have my eyes on a girl in my class.
reluctantly, i get out of my bed and stare into the distance for a few minutes before actually going to the bathroom.
after finishing my business, i stare at the mirror and shave my face. then, i pour myself some granola which i have to put back.
i grab a granola bar instead, and munch on it as i hurriedly dress myself.
i wear a striped shirt, a grey jacket and some grey cargo pants. i have to wear my air forces, they are the perfect combo.
when i finish the granola bar, i open the window so i can let some air get in while i'm out. i swing my back over my shoulder, and then i'm leaving.
not before putting my beats on, and listening to some tunes obviously.
poppy • age 18
"why would you do that to me...?" i barely muster enough strength to contain my shaky voice.
i can't look at my boyfri- well ex boyfriend right now.
i spent a long day working at the cafe, and i came home to my boyfriend with another girl in my bed!
"sorry poppy! i just, i don't know what i was doing. i love you- i know that!" he yells and then attempts to grab my hands.
i take a few steps back, i can't believe this guy!
"listen, when you love somebody - you love them all the time. you don't love me all the time, you had to fulfil your expectations with another girl. i don't want you here; leave." now, i stare at him, and i'm irate.
"are you sure? when you do this, i'm not coming back. ever. i'm done. if you don't have maturity - well i don't want you." obviously he's manipulating me and spinning this back on me.
"i'm 100% confident." i lead him towards the door.
"you've always been self conceited. you're stupid if you couldn't see what was going on, you know. it was right there, me leaving at 3 am randomly and missing our evening dates. find yourself somebody else- oh that's impossible. they'll all cheat on you." he remarks, in a whisper. barely even a whisper.
i give him one final shove, then lock the door. i slide down against it. then i sob.
i sob as loudly as my body can handle this. i shake, i tremble. but i sob.
tears flow one after the other, like a stream. and then i feel sorry for myself.
then, i go to the bathroom. i take a single look at myself in the mirror, and am sure i can't go to the party tonight. so, i throw my robe on and call it a night.
when i am laying on my bed, laptop on my stomach, i think about something- some people, i haven't talked to in a while.
dylan minette, cole preston and braeden lemasters.
oh god, braeden.
i fumble through my bag until i find my phone, then unlock it. i swipe through my contacts and then find 'braeden lemasters'.
hesitantly, i message him.
me
hi
delivered at 8:06pm
read at 8:16pm
braeden
hello? do i know you?
received 8:17pm
me
yes , i think you do. you may have forgotten me tho
delivered at 8:17pm
read at 8:17pm
braeden
what's your name
received 8:18pm
me
wait, this i stupid. just forget i texted. good night.
delivered 8:19pm
read 8:19pm
incoming call from braeden L
"hi? i'm sorry. don't you think it's very weird that i get messages from a 'past encounter' and then they don't reveal themselves? haha i just- i don't know. what's your name?"
braedens beautiful, raspy voice fills the room.
i'm very reluctant to reply, but i do because there's something deep down which causes me to.
"hi braeden. yes i do think it is weird. it's poppy."
"poppy?! what? it's been like 2 years! haah, i forgot about you!"
ouch
"yeh, it's been a while. how are things going?" i query, a little hurt from the other statement.
what i said before about not thinking about them, it's a lie. i think about braeden on a daily basis. i regret my choices with him.
"good! my undergrads going great. i'm gonna finish in around 3 years and do some 6 months courses so i can secure some jobs. what about you, i forgot what was your major again?"
"oh, that's good to hear! my major is english. but the courses i take are finance and english, so i'm kinda balancing my choices here."
"mhm! great."
"it's been so long."
i state.
"i know. i didn't think you'd want to speak, you know. you said that thing on the last day, and i guess i was rubbed off the wrong way. i don't know." he truthfully states.
braeden
"i'm sorry, braeden. i know i didn't exactly befriend you. and i'm sorry about it. i regret it. it's funny, really. i was a stupid kid. i didn't know much. and truth be told, i don't have anybody. so i could use a friend."
she confesses this, but i'm not falling for it.
"poppy, this is unfair for me. i wanted to befriend you. i attempted but you were so stubborn and arrogant. you didn't realise that until you had no friends. then you were like, maybe i should be morbidly nice. even then, that was rude."
"i'm sorry. braeden. i'm sorry. just forgive me please."
"it's not that simple really, ok."
i state, a reply for her.
"um, are you coming home for christmas?"
she asks.
"yeh, that was the plan. but i'll be meeting my girlfriends family so i doubt i'll be at my house anyway."
i emphasise the word girlfriend, even though she didn't ever have feelings for me so it was a wasted effort.
"cool. cool. ok then, i hope we're on mutual terms now."
she desperately states.
"mhm, sure."
i reply.
i hang up.
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it's only right • braeden lemasters
Fanfiction"why'd we waste, so much time. back and forth in my mind." "idiot! who's was that?!" their first encounter fuelled a deep hatred, which even she chuckled at after some time. can she put her ego behind her and admit that she's in love?
