Prologue
PAIN.
One word that describes my life right now. Everything around me seems nothing and there's no reason for me to live in this chaotic and judgmental world.
That day was still vivid in my mind. Every detail and every word he said. But it seems like I can't set it aside. Everyday I'm forced to remember every event in that day in a clear sequence. It's like a damaged tape playing over and over again.
Febuary 14.
Valentine's Day.
Its like a sticky bubblegum, we can slowly get it off but there is still some parts left.
He changed my attitude, my life and lastly, Me. I'm not the same as before and there's no point in going back. This is my choice, to change or stay the same. But I decided to change, change for the worst.
Here I am, doing my usual thing...
Play.
Its not the kind of play when you play games nor instruments. But right now it's different.
I break hearts, to show the boys how I feel. What to feel being betrayed, hurt, and the act of disclosure.
And I play hearts to forget and move on. Every boy I play, I feel a pang of guilt inside me but I can't stop. Amanda can't stop. People started hating on me but I let that through.
Nothings wrong with seeking happiness and love. We just need creative and realistic ways to find it. And this is my way.
I play boy's hearts because I'm finding that guy who'll treat me like a princess not like a toy, but for months of doing that hobby, there all the same.
Boys are the same. Selfish, ignorant, arrogant, mean, every bad personality is in them.
There's only two reasons for me to do this things like this. To feel...
Satisfied
and
Fulfilled.
I'm returning every pain that guy gave me. I'm just returning the favor.
He changed me, and I won't waste that change.
I'll break hearts as many as I can. Even if I have to suffer.
I push through my emoting mode of lecture and sat down the edge of the bed swinging my feet back and forth.
I got a 50 pages book and scanned thousand of names in it.
"You're next." I whispered to myself while pointing a picture of the guy and I flash a devilish smile.
I promise I'll never fall in love again. Until I die.
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A/N
Hey there! Just showed you a past information about Amanda. This is a fanfiction so none of this is real. No actual celebrities are involved in the story. Also, please don't copy the concept and the idea of the story. Be creative and you'll find the right idea :)
Anyways, hoped you enjoyed and stay tuned for more exciting chapters!
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