My throat burned, my face felt like it was on fire. I was not okay. I felt hollow, empty. I felt like a donut, like my core was missing.
I was missing.
"Mason." I said as I closed my eyes and hugged him tighter.
"Don't say anything."
Every inch of my body wanted to be with him, no matter the hurt, the lies, the betrayal, the history. I hated myself for being here, for speaking to him right now. I hated myself for allowing him to rip me apart. I hated myself for not hating him.
"I can't do this." I whispered.
"Kelly, I'm messed up. Just give me time, just wait for me. I'll become the man you need. Kelly, I love you."
I stepped back so that he could look at me.
"Mason, I don't need you to became anyone. I need you to be you." My vision blurred with tears and my chest felt tight. Like I was stuck in a room filled like carbon dioxide and just gasping for any amount of oxygen.
"Kelly, you're all I have."
"You should have thought about that before you left. You have to focus on yourself. You have to get better for yourself, not for me. You shouldn't do anything for anyone but yourself."
"I've been trying that my whole life and it wasn't been working out!"
"Well, I can't help you." I said walking away.
I walked, jumped, even teleported but I opened my eyes and I was on the beach.
"Kelly." I heard behind me and turned around to see a worried and out of breath Justin and without thinking I ran into his arms. I just needed someone to hold me.
I pulled away from his hug. "How did you find me? How did you know?"
"Rachel called me and I tracked your phone."
"Thank you." I said sitting down on a bench and he sat down next to me.
"For what?"
"Not asking me if I'm okay and for being here."
"Hi." Dylan said from behind us.
"I told them where we were, sorry."
"Kelly, I'm probably the last person you want to see right now." Dylan said as Greg sat down next to me with his arm around me and Dylan kneeled down in front of me.
"Why you guys here?" I asked, realizing that Greg and Dylan are Mason's friends and they were with me.
"I can't really stand to be around Mason right now." Dylan said.
"I feel so stupid, like I got used and I don't cry, I don't get emotional at all. I'm not an emotional person but yet here I am."
"Well, if you feel stupid and used then so do we. Mason convinced us that he was in love with you. The way he spoke about you... He played everyone, including himself." Greg said.
Mason spoke to them about me?
"You shouldn't feel stupid because you're the smartest person I kn-" Dylan said but I cut him off.
"Actually that would be Mason." I said and all the guys looked confused.
"What? Really, Mason?"
"He's smart, extremely smart."
"What? No he's not. He studies like General or something and he's only at University for football." Greg said. I stood up laughing as I slightly walked away from them.

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The Player's charm
Teen FictionWarning ⚠️ - Inappropriate language, conversation about sexual content and slight sexual content. Kelly Rosen is your average everyday teenage girl. She is a College Sophomore with a 4.0 GPA and a talented dancer but like all the other girls, Kelly...