Love is just a game.

Play it cool

Chapter 3
I shut my mouth knowing she was right. "Guys it's ganna be okay we're just being paranoid." "THATS EASY FOR YOU TO SAY , RAQUEL, THE FEELING HAS LEAD TO MORE PROBLEMS FOR ME THEN ANYONE!!" "Giselle,I know you're scared-" " YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT!- I'm sorry. That was mean." "Yea it was but its okay I guess; the feeling has never got me." "Well, what are we doing to do?" Ariana finally said trying to brake the uncomfortable silence that was filling the room. "What we always do; wait. See how it plays out and pray to God it's fixable." We began to name things that could happen. "Guys, what if it has something to do with one of the guys." As soon as I said it I wished I hadn't. " OH MY WHAT IF YOURE RIGHT?" Just as Giselle began to panic all the guys walked in. I quickly gave a look to Giselle telling her to play it cool. The guys would think we were crazy getting all worked up over a feeling. "Hey babe, I thought you went to the gym?" "I was but the guys called seeing if I wanted to come over." "Oh, okay" I stood up from my spot on the couch and gave him a kiss. The guys all began shouting comments about him being whipped.Ari hit her boyfriend and cooed. I broke the kiss cause normally Gisselle would make some type of comment that would leave me rolling my eyes. I found Giselle's eye trained in the ground. I knew what she was thinking. The feeling is something that has made Giselle's life horrible. It feels like your in a movie of a book and you can't control what you do or what's going to happen. The first time we got this feeling Giselle's appendix has to be remove, after that Ari's crush lead her on, then we found our Giselle's first boyfriend used her, the list just goes on and on. It first started our freshmen year and we still get it six years later. But the worst thing is EVERY time we got it something bad happened. The scariest part is not knowing when or where or what's going to happen. I mentally sighed knowing that if I didn't intervene soon she would blow our secret. "Hey,Giselle? I totally forgot to ask if that shirt upstairs was yours or Ari's could you guys come with me. It just cluttering up my already messy room." Everyone turned towards me with wide eyes and confused expressions; seeing as how I'm notorious for not returning things. "What I give back clothes... Sometimes.... Just shut up and come with me." They silently followed me to my room where I quietly shut the door. "So this may or may not come as a shock to you but we're not here so I can give your tee back. Giselle if you don't start acting normal and be the bubbly, mildly air headed child we all know the guys are going to catch on. Especially Brett. He's your other half and he bound to pick up on it. Fast. You get it together. We keep our mouth shut until there's something to actually tell. Okay?" "Okay. I mean you just got me thinking. What if it is about one of the guys?" "Come on how many times have we predicted what's going to happen and how many times has Rocky been right- about anything" Ari joked trying to lighten the mood. But despite the joke the tension, fear, and anticipation was still present.
We all exited the room acting as "normal" as possible. After watching some random movie everyone decided it was best to go home. Everyone left, so I began to pick up cups and throw away pizza boxes. I was humming to my self forgetting I wasn't alone, when Javi came up behind me and yelled boo. I let out a little scream then slowly slid down till I was on the floor. "Babe, your reaction to being scared is the best" "that's just mean." I replied while standing up. "So, why did you really call the girls to our room? Cause we both know you are known for NEVER giving clothes back." He asked while hugging me. I laid my head on his shoulder. " nothing we just had to talk about something that couldn't be discussed in public." "Oh? Like..." "Things I can't tell you. Sorry,babe." "Come on, we always tell each other things that we aren't supposed to know. That how we work." After me pausing for a while trying to come up with a good lie Javi walked off; obviously pissed that I was keeping something from him. I sighed and walked upstairs determined to make things right. As I entered the room Javi's back was towards me. I snuck up behind hind him. I draped my arms around his shoulders and laid my head on my arm. In the process I managed to get a glimpse at what he was doing- texting someone "don't tell Raquel...", that's all I could read before he locked his phone and quickly shoved it in his pocket. "What was that?" "Nothing. " he turned and faced me putting his arms around my waist. "Have I ever told you, your a bad liar?" "No, but have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" "Babe, secrets are no fun unless you share with everyone." He broke away and some distance in between us. Not my best choice of words. "Wow look who's talking." "it wasn't my secret to tell." "That has never stopped you? No, cause I'm supposed to be the person you can tell everything too." "It's not my fucking secret and when she says I can tell then, I'll tell. But until then I will not betray my friend!" The second I raised my voice I saw something in him snap. I don't know why he hates me yelling so much but he does. "Why are you being so over dramatic? 'Betray'?! I'm not asking you to kill her." He turned from me rolling his eyes and making his already messy black hair messier. "God, I'm sick of this you know Danielle wasn't so dra-" he stopped talking when he realized he was comparing me to his ex. "What?Danielle wasn't so dramatic? Well sorry in not you beloved Danielle!" I shouted with tears pricking at the comers of my eyes. He walked over to me and tried to hug me. I pushed him back and began to cry silently. "No. No, no, don't cry. Raquel I'm sorry. That was too far. I didn't mean that." "Get. Out." Both words we dripping with venom. "I'm not leaving." I knew he truly felt bad, but that didn't calm my rage. "You know what? I'll leave you stay. Call up your mystery person or Danielle or do what you want. See if I care." With that I turned on my heal and stormed down the stairs. I didn't bother putting on shoes or grabbing my keys, I just stormed out of the house barefoot and hurt. It was cold out and I all had on Javis's over sized shirt and a pair if his boxers. I laughed bitterly as I realized what I probably looked like my make-up from yesterday was smudged and streaky my hair was in THE messiest bun and I was wearing guy clothes. I began walking towards Giselle's house- seeing as how she lived closer. I heard someone following me-I figured it was Javier following me making sure I don't do something stupid or get in any danger. As I took a back ally way I got fed up with Javi just following me. I turned and could only make out the outline of a man. I know Javi and how he looked and the guy across the ally wasn't him. While he did look oddly familiar I didn't dare stick around long enough to find out where I knew him from. I took off to Giselle's house. When I finally got to her door there was only 30 feet between us. I began to hysterically pound not the door. With every passing second I was who ever it was, was closing the space between us.